A not so miniature gherkinI'm in a pickle...
A big pickle. Well, a medium sized pickle really. A miniature gherkin, if you will.
A word of warning: This post is going to sound like I'm blowing my own trumpet, but it is really not my intention. I mean, who can blow their own trumpet? Noone would ever leave the house. Ok, ok...
My problem is with my job. I really, really enjoy my job (most days, at least). I really, really like the people I work with. I really, really like my boss. All good, right? Well, back in December, four of us started at work at the same time, doing the same job. When we started we were told that we'd be due a monthly bonus after six months, possibly three. Problem is, I'm the only one that's been given the monthly bonus after three months. Now, on the one hand I'm ridiculously happy and, if I'm honest, really quite proud of myself. My boss gave me the news last week and was very complimentary about me and the way I work. But, on the other hand, I feel terrible for the three others that I started with. They constantly talk about how they're going to have a meeting with the boss and discuss why 'we're' not getting the bonus yet. But I am.
I don't know whether to keep quiet about it or tell them. I think my problem is that I just want to get along with everybody. I don't want them to start treating me any differently or resent me for being the 'teacher's pet' or whatever. If I tell them , I look like I'm bragging. If I don't tell them, they're going to keep trying to make me have a meeting with them and the boss.
Ugh. I know being given a bonus is an enviable problem but I just want to fit in! I feel like I'm back at school and, if I do well on the next Geography test, people are going to call me a swot and I'll get a chalk penis drawn on the back of my blazer (5 points if you get the reference).
In other news, I'm going to New York in less than three weeks! More on that later though as every time I even mention it I get just a little bit too excited and have to have a word with myself.
