Less than Thrilling

So my meeting was...odd.

Basically, one of my coworkers may very well not be working for the company any more, which for some reason was information that I needed to have.

What does this mean to me?

Well, I very well may be not working for this company any more either, but the company doesn't know that either.

I cannot do this job alone. Period. No two ways about it. Should my coworker go elsewhere, I will be left.....alone. Sorry, kids, not what I signed on for. (I also didn't sign on for all these hours every week....but money is money and every day I spend at this job is one day closer to my ultimate goal....I keep reminding myself of that, lest I weep openly.) (Have I mentioned that I don't love my job? By no means do I hate it--Actually, the only thing I don't love is the hours, as graveyard is killing me slowly and surely. I suppose this isn't so terrible, as it's the job I want to do as a career, not the shift.)

Anyway. Let's recap!

So my boss called me to have a meeting with him at a local restaurant where we would only drink soda so that he could:

-Tell me that my coworker may not be long for this company
-Tell me I am doing a great job
-Tell me I impressed the dude I am apprenticing under
-Ask me if I can work more
-Tell me, in great detail, about his brother in law
-Find great pleasure in realizing that he and I both despise crowds.

And then I went to work. The end.