Huh. I’ve just run into my new boss while standing in the kitchen downing a handful of painkillers… While at my old work. I thought I was having an out-of-body experience, until I realised that nope, seeing is believing. To be fair, I do have something of a major headache so I can be forgiven for standing there staring at her for a few seconds before it occurred to me to respond to her “hello!”
In other news, my contract came through, and it turns out I’ll be getting paid more per hour than some prostitutes (not the high-end ones, obviously.) I’m sort of new at it, but I’ve decided I quite like this contracting business. AND it means more excuses to whip out my awesome business cards.