In a law firm, it's all about the partners. And I've learned that some partners are more equal than others :)

The good news I suppose is that partner Number One likes me. His support counts for a lot because, while he's a rather colorful character, he's also Number One. The attorney supervising me is, well, Number Two. He said it's okay to call him that, but I just can't. Hehehehe. Anyhow, Number Two likes me, too. Number Three probably does and likewise Number Four. If all of them like me, they will likely hire me. But even if Numbers Two - Four all liked me, if Number One didn't, I'd be toast.

And he likes me cause I give him grief. He commented that I keep rotten "pink" candy up at the desk in the candy dish just to annoy him. Every time he walks by, he pokes through the bowl and fishes through the bowl grumbling. I told him I have a jar of only pink candies that I put out especially for him when I hear him coming down the hall; everyone else gets 'the good stuff.' He laughed.

Except there's no place for me to sit. Except at the reception desk. Which means answering the phone and being all warm and welcoming. Which I am. The most stressful part of my day is when someone needs their parking validated and I must total up how many hours they've been there in order to give them the right number of stickers. I can't sit there and count on my fingers so I try to look cheerful and happy and chat with the visitors while frantically trying to calculate, "Ok, they clocked into the garage at 9:49AM and now it's 1:15, how many hours is that?" I have probably over- or under-validated every person who's walked into the office thus far.