I am pouting this evening. I should be gracious and supportive and happy, but I am not. I am pouting.

The people of Tulsa are getting an awesome program that is probably going to be the best thing that ever happened to alternative education. A lot of kids’ lives are going to be changed for the better. The whole community is going to benefit. It’s all going to be supervised by one of the most brilliant men I’ve ever known, and he is going to have an incredibly cool job doing incredibly cool things with incredibly cool teachers. I should be grateful for all of that. But I am pouting.

I am pouting because this brilliant man who is going to an incredibly cool job (which, by the way, he totally deserves) happens to be the best boss I have ever had, and I am just selfish enough to sit around feeling sorry for myself because he is going to leave.

I will get over it. But for now, I am pouting, and there is nothing anybody can do about it. So there.


One thought on “Pouting”

  1. I think you deserve to pout. Having a great boss is by far one of the best things that has happened to me in recent years. It can make even the worst days bearable. So congrats to him, and I’m sorry for you. Here’s hoping you get a replacement that can fill the shoes.

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