Sometimes you have to cry
For the past two weeks I have gotten up early with my senior staff member, Mrs. Hodges. She is my typist. I patiently waited for her to listen to me. I dictate. She types. But she has been too busy writing her own stories. She has not typed any of my stories. I am sad.
Today I begged her, “Please write my story first. Please.”
I am ashamed to admit it. But I cried. I put my paw on her right hand, and I cried. “Cry, cry, cry.”
She is participating in the March Slice of Life Challenge hosted by TwoWritingTeachers. And so am I.
Writing every day will help me develop a habit. Mrs. Hodges wrote 3 Reasons why you should write every day, yesterday. If she knows how important it is to write every day, she really should type my stories for me.
Will you please remind Mrs. Hodges to type my stories.
Or do you think I should just fire her and get another typist? I don’t want to fire her, perhaps I will just not give her a raise this year.
Have you ever had a staff member that wouldn’t do their job? What did you do?
Please tell me in the comments.
Oh, do you see that pretty blue botton on the bottom of my post? If you click on it you can read other Slice of Life stories.
Would you like to read another cat story?
About Pooh Hodges
I have had a hard life. Born to a single mother in a back alley in Wisconsin. I never knew my father. My sister died young. I am writing my story. Look for it.