Filial Unit’s marching orders arrive

T learned today that she’s being promoted to manage the Foot Action store in Lufkin, Texas.  Her guess that another store’s manager hugely screwed up and got cut loose appears to be accurate, but rather than putting her into that store, wherever it is, the current manager in Lufkin is being promoted and T will take over Lufkin from him.  She’s going to live in an extended-stay hotel at the company’s expense for a few weeks, until she can wind up her affairs in Austin.  I have no idea whether the hotel, whichever it may turn out to be, will allow her to bring her dog with her, so we may have to dog-sit for a while.  While Lolo is a nice dog, and remarkably calm for a Jack Russell terrier, the prospect still fails to delight me.  I am not and never have been a dog-loving person.

I think Lufkin is a good place for T to begin cutting her managerial teeth; in a bigger location, she might find herself saddled with more than she’s yet ready to cope with.  Playing in the “minor leagues” for a while will do her good.  After all, she’s not yet twenty-one, and being turned out to manage an entire retail store, no matter how mature you may be, would be daunting to just about anyone that young.