Saturday, February 03, 2001
A few comments about understanding supervisors. I had thought my immediate supervisor couldn't care less as she was the only person who hadn't asked about my family crisis that I missed work for. Hey, if you don't show up, someone usually asks. Well, she finally asked so I told her. Her response was to very enthusiastically tell me how acid was her favorite drug to get high on. She loved it. Um, she missed the point here, point being drugs are bad and mess up your mind. The scary thing is that she IS my supervisor.
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