In which things happen

Late last week my manager scheduled a fifteen minute long one-on-one meeting for today. Usually one-on-one meetings are thirty minutes. I thought to myself "uh-oh, no good can come from this," because at my individual development plan meeting we had two weeks ago there was talk of me changing departments and leaving my current position (with which I have a love/hate relationship).

Anyway, at the prescribed time I headed down to his office and closed the door. We talked for a few minutes about his continuing laptop problems (his laptop blue-screens and shutsdown at inopportune times during the day; he, our IT guy, and I have troubleshot this for the past eight months) before he said, "Let's get down to business."

"I have some news to share with you which I'm sure you've figured out by now."

Pause which lasted a lifetime.



"You've been promoted to Band 7."

I almost said, "No way!"

He went on about more responsibilities, what a unique experiences and exposure I've had as Band 6 and will continue to have as Band 7, etc, etc. I recall little else about those first few minutes as I was in shock.

"...I started this process back in July and with the reorg changes it finally got approved last week. The band change has been back dated so you'll receive back pay..." at which point I went into a little shock because it came with a raise, too.

Then we talked about my current projects and I headed back to my desk.

But it gets better: My living room rug finally ship yesterday, my curling shoes arrived, and there's a curling tournament this weekend. Can it get any better?