I went to dinner to meet Mark's coworkers....well, mainly his Director who had asked to meet me, and his Executive Director, last night. I actually had a pretty good time!The behavior of these two individuals! Personality type GIANT A! Director was in my face as soon as I got there, laughing loud, "crackberrying" as much as Mark does. I would LOVE to throw Mark's blackberry in the lake, but he'd just get another one. It's usually to his Director, so what can I do? The Director was fun, he was nice, he gave me a lot of attention, and I, being a Type A personality, gave it right back. I tried to get to know everyone around me, but it was obvious I was there, as the only "spouse" invited, to meet Mark's superiors (I still don't know why?). The group was very subdued and acted almost scared - all on their "best behavior". It was wild. I was thinking...."why?" as I ordered my first margarita. (and second...)People were being served their food, and they were all being so polite to each other while Mark's boss was so darned LOUD, and then their blackberries started going into overdrive. They both looked at them, and Mark said "The Eagle has Landed". Apparently, the Executive Director's plane has just arrived, and he was now on the way to the restaurant. I'd had enough of my margarita that I was actually excited to meet this character.He walked in, and just like Mark's Director, this guy was much younger than I expected. I mean, they all still have their hair! But this GUY! OMG!He sat right next to me, put his arms in the air, and started snapping his fingers over and over until a waitress came to help him - within a minute or so. He asked for a drink, and then demanded for food fast. He didn't care what it was - whatever was quickest, but she didn't understand that - she didn't want to be responsible for ordering something for him that he didn't like. This is the SOUTH - people aren't really demanding like that or behave in that manner - not that I ever see. Somehow, he got an "entree" out of her, and she scurried away. And then this "bundle of uptight energy" looked at Mark (across the table) and myself and asked when we were getting married. It just so happened that I had called 3 Wedding Planners the day before, so I said "Well Mark doesn't know it yet, but he has 3 appt's with Wedding Planners." You would have thought I said John Mayer was dating Britney Spears (instead of Jessica Simpson....you get it? haha)The Executive Director THEN decided he was going to sit with me, right then and there, and plan my ENTIRE wedding. Yes, for the rest of the night, almost. From cakes (get small and a big zoom lens for it) to venues, country clubs, churches, limos, napkins, "booze" (a big part of it, he said), pictures (not so important, he said) and he had an opinion for everything. I guess....30 minutes? The lady next to me whispered "who is he? He's someone up really high, isn't he?" so I told her. I thought....he should be talking to THEM, but it was like a "club" - the same couple of people just hung out and talked while the rest stayed to themselves.Everyone left, and it was Mark, Director, Executive Director, and myself. Mark and I went home, and Mark said Executive Director kept his boss out until 1:00a!Mark is now putting his resume together, and I don't know why. He's been saying this ever since he's started traveling, etc., yet...I don't think he "gets" how accepted he is here. There were OTHER Sr. Managers at his same level at the restaurant, yet they only "included" him. What is wrong with him? He is so IN, he has such a FUTURE, is he so spoiled that he can't see it? He says he DOES see his future, and it all lies in another city with this company, and he doesn't want to move there. Yeah, well....THAT I can understand. Especially if that's how they all act. Friendly, but....demanding of your attention?I thought I was going to come to blows with my boss today, and he knew it. His wife and I were exchanging emails about my pay from my contractors, and my responses were escalating because I'm not getting ANY of it since the renegotiation, and once again, I was so mad that I could feel myself on the edge of crying. My boss ran over to my desk and grabbed me into a conference room so we could talk it out. He explained his position, I explained my position, and he said we should both think about it and suggest something that would work for both of us. He talked about my going into a leadership role...getting a few accounts, and then having my own "team" of recruiters, which has its' own monetary benefit on its' own. I was listening and everything, but my mind was always focused on ONE THING: Am I getting any of my contractor's money or not??? I have a compromise in mind that I think I'll suggest tomorrow morning by email. The rest is really nice and I know he wouldn't say it without meaning it and getting my hopes up, but he didn't get my hopes up. I'm too selfish. I wanted to know about my contractors that I worked HARD to find and get hired.When I got my hair cut yesterday, my stylist said I have eczema on my scalp, and needed to go to the dermatologist? What the hell? She's right about one thing - I've been breaking out with eczema lately, but I didn't know on my scalp. I keep thinking bugs are eating me alive, show Mark, and he reminds me what it is. Benadryl usually helps. I already know what causes it - stress. I've had it before, and much more severe - so severe the doctor told me it would leave scars. It didn't. Oh well, might as well add the dermatologist into the mix. What's ONE MORE doctor? (Source: bipolar.and.me)

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