My, my, doesn't time fly...
Yesterday at work, a surprise lunch was held to congratulate several people who had been working for the company for quite some time.
S had been there for 20 years, T for 15 years, and E (that would be me) for 10 years.
Not bad for someone who only signed on as a Christmas Casual.
I'd job searched for almost three years already and got nowhere.
I hadn't planned on staying that long, but you know, when you apply for job after job and nobody wants you, well then you stay where you are because rent must be paid, food must be bought etc.
And about six-seven years ago I gave up applying for other jobs.
I'd gotten used to the work, the arthritis hadn't yet shown its ugly face, and I was actually enjoying the work.
So there we were, up in the lunch room, with really nice food laid out for us, with the boss making little speeches and presenting us with flowers, chocolates, and a framed certificate congratulating us on reaching a career milestone.
The flowers were bunches of rosebuds and oriental lily buds, so I immediately gave mine away, because I couldn't possibly take them home. As soon as those lilies open, I'm highly allergic.
I ate them.