Originally posted by: kranky
One frigid Friday night in December I was working late in the office trying to get all the paperwork caught up before the weekend. It was snowing like mad, with more snow in the forecast and I just wanted to get done and get home. About 7 PM my phone rang and it was the boss, asking me to come to his office.
Now I had been working there about a year, and in all that time I had NEVER been invited to his office. I knew I hadn't done anything wrong, which was typically the reason for such an invite, so I was kind of puzzled.
When I walked in, he was reclining on the leather couch.
"Well, kranky, how are things going?"
"Um, fine."
"Working late?"
"Finishing up the orders."
"I'm going to an used equipment auction this weekend in New York City. Thought you might like to come along."
I cannot fathom why in the world he would ask me to hang with him for the weekend. And I'm thinking that spending 48 hours with this guy would be a fate worse than death, and I ain't gonna do it.
"Oh, I can't. I have some plans for tonight and tomorrow."
"You could learn a lot about the business. Good opportunity."
"Gee, sorry, but I have other plans and it's too late to change them now."
"I'd let you drive my Cadillac. And I will pay for your expenses."
And then I understood. He didn't want to drive in that weather, but was bound and determined to get to that auction so he could buy a bunch of junk cheap. So... why not see who is still at work at 7 PM on a Friday, and find a lackey to chauffeur you 800 miles to NY and back in a blizzard? Oh, and saying he'd pay my expenses was a backhanded way of saying I wouldn't be on the clock, too. But I truly believe he thought that just dangling the carrot of getting to drive a Cadillac would make me swoon and jump at the offer.
He could also be hitting on you