No, nothing happened to her.
It's just that, well, when one of your friends goes into the hospital, you get this niggling feeling like you want to call someone to talk out the details. You want someone to reassure you and offer a sympathetic ear.
Who would I normally call in this kind of situation? Becca. Where is she? In the hospital.
It's a vicious cycle, I'm telling you!
Becca is a teacher and right now her students have a substitute. I think I need a substitute. Becca and I have been known to talk on the phone almost every night. I wonder if one of my friends might want to substitute for her?
I just spent some time on Skype talking to Angie. I conducted an informal interview with her for the position.
Here's what she has going for her:
She has a good telephone voice.
She speaks clearly and doesn't swear.
She makes great jokes and is very funny.
She was very reassuring when I worried out loud about Becca having had a bad night last night.
I have known her for almost 15 years - which gives her 3 more years experience as my friend than Becca currently has.
She has references.
She is currently unemployed, so she is available whenever I need her.
When she is working, she sometimes works with famous actors / actresses therefore she may be on the A-list someday.
Things against:
She's in BC - the time difference is awfully hard on me.
I don't always have the computer to talk on Skype.
I'll have to call her references and then perhaps bring her in for a second interview. We'll see how it goes.
To distract you and me from this foolishness, here's a photo of the mittens I've been working on:
Pattern: Salt and Pepper from Robin Hansen's "Fox and Geese and Fences" (published in 1983)
Yarn: Alpaca Peru
Needles: 2.75mm (Cuff) 4mm (hand)
Notes: These colours aren't necessarily my first choice for blending together - I originally bought 2 balls of blue for a scarf, but realized it would have taken forever. So I exchanged a ball for the only colour that wasn't too crazy - the brown. I wish I had made the cuffs brown. Oh well, it's my first pair.
Both mittens are actually almost done at this point - I took this photo a while ago.
It's just that, well, when one of your friends goes into the hospital, you get this niggling feeling like you want to call someone to talk out the details. You want someone to reassure you and offer a sympathetic ear.
Who would I normally call in this kind of situation? Becca. Where is she? In the hospital.
It's a vicious cycle, I'm telling you!
Becca is a teacher and right now her students have a substitute. I think I need a substitute. Becca and I have been known to talk on the phone almost every night. I wonder if one of my friends might want to substitute for her?
I just spent some time on Skype talking to Angie. I conducted an informal interview with her for the position.
Here's what she has going for her:
She has a good telephone voice.
She speaks clearly and doesn't swear.
She makes great jokes and is very funny.
She was very reassuring when I worried out loud about Becca having had a bad night last night.
I have known her for almost 15 years - which gives her 3 more years experience as my friend than Becca currently has.
She has references.
She is currently unemployed, so she is available whenever I need her.
When she is working, she sometimes works with famous actors / actresses therefore she may be on the A-list someday.
Things against:
She's in BC - the time difference is awfully hard on me.
I don't always have the computer to talk on Skype.
I'll have to call her references and then perhaps bring her in for a second interview. We'll see how it goes.
To distract you and me from this foolishness, here's a photo of the mittens I've been working on:
Pattern: Salt and Pepper from Robin Hansen's "Fox and Geese and Fences" (published in 1983)
Yarn: Alpaca Peru
Needles: 2.75mm (Cuff) 4mm (hand)
Notes: These colours aren't necessarily my first choice for blending together - I originally bought 2 balls of blue for a scarf, but realized it would have taken forever. So I exchanged a ball for the only colour that wasn't too crazy - the brown. I wish I had made the cuffs brown. Oh well, it's my first pair.
Both mittens are actually almost done at this point - I took this photo a while ago.
Poor Steph. My bff lives in Yarmouth, and 4 hours is a long way to travel just to crack dirty jokes.
ReplyDeleteI swear like a pirate, but we do have an odd connection:
I used to work with your boss, with whom you now work at your office.
I trained and traveled to Florida for the Disney marathon with your former coworker who once worked at your office.
I serve on NSCP Council with another of your coworkers.
I used to babysit your cousins - was the girl the one you dropped as a kid?
I worked at a pharmacy in Saint John with your aunt.
I worked at that same store for your ex-uncle.
Your grandparents also cleaned at that store.
I worked at another pharmacy with your dear cousin Jen.
Hub's friend used to work for your Dad.
We grew up in neighbouring towns.
Your grandparents were friends with mine. Your grandfather was even responsible for the felled flagpole in our yard in the early 1990s.
Don't need to be the SBFF, but it seems the universe would at least like for us to know one another.
Have a great day!
Sad to say, but there is actually an opening here at chez moe for a female BFF (Mr Moe is currently employed in the Male BFF with benefits position. He's been on a full time permanent contract since 2000). My previous "BFFs" have been fired or laid off for various reasons, usually due to irreconcilable differences.
ReplyDeleteThe only things I have going for me is that I'm not needy, we could be mistaken for sisters, and I have a good sense of humour. However, I am usually covered in dog hair, I swear a lot, and have been known to be slightly inappropriately tipsy on occasion.
But I love your mittens :)
Yeah, I'm a cusser, too. Plus the fact all my clothes are felted with cat hair.
ReplyDeleteBut I am a champion phone-talker!!
While I am not-so-much in the market for another BFF (I currently have 4 on hand...you should look into acquiring spares, it's quite handy), I could pinch-hit for Becca until she recovers. I am always willing to chat and give a sympathetic ear. If nothing else...I have two of the best types of distraction to offer: a toddler who would love nothing more than play with yarn with you, and a 7yo who would greatly enjoy a partner in lego-building. You know how to find us;)
ReplyDeleteoh there is so much competition for the BFF job. Becca better watch out or by the time she is out of the hospital you will have forgotten it was just a substitute position!!!
ReplyDeleteI think I need to add a few more reasons why I would be good for the job.
1) You are my puppy's dogmother
2) I do stupid things like start cleanses (I'm already hating it one hour in)
3) i know bill richardson
(I think that last one was probably the most important)
oh oh oh did you hear the stupid freestyle show has been cancelled - as of march I think it is gone!!!!
oh yah what was I doing here....
4) I survived a hurricane and blizzard with you
5) i could be your husbands long lost twin and my boyfriend is yours....
6) I could use this to inflluence my bridemaid decision some day HEH HEH BLACKMAIL!!
ok my arm hurts I have to quit typing
I could offer the services of my best friend. We've been friends for 8 years and she's the best friend I've ever had. She is heaps of fun and lives in Halifax.
ReplyDeleteOh, and you have to read what I wrote about you on my blog...
Funny thing, when I started reading your post I thought "duh, Angie." Heh. :)
ReplyDeleteI hope Becca is doing well.