I was buried in a pile of office supplies to inventory and paperwork to update, but I was working on my resume. Payroll plopped herself down on my desk, nibbling on a string cheese. "I want to go skydiving."
I perked up.
My boss, the President, chimed in: "It's fun! Go to SkydivingRanch.com and you can check out the place I go.". The Pres is like the sweetest little woman ever. I'd even describe her demeanor as dainty...and yet she skydives regularly. But that's just her...she surprises me so often with her non-daintiness that I just expect it now. It's part of why I like her so much.
Payroll hopped down and scurried into her office and I popped right in behind her, crouching to read over her shoulder as she browsed the Ranch's website. I was tingly with excitement, knowing that Payroll is just as nutty as I am for extremes. She'd never wuss out on me and she wouldn't let me wuss out on her. This conversation had launched a great moment in my adventurous life. Then I asked.
"How much?"
"$200. Not bad, if you have a job lined up."
We looked at each other and laughed nervously.
"Maybe when we get hired for the next one," I said. I patted her shoulder and slipped out of the room.
1 comment:
I hate flying so I would never jump OUT of a plan. I like watching everyone float down though!
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