Questa settimana passada era PAZZA!!!

It's been a while since I've spoken Italian, but I am pretty sure that the above it linguistically correct for "This past week was CRAZY!!!" Monday went pretty well.... at first. Thank God Marisa was there at night, otherwise I would have a doubly hard time. You see, a client that came to our night program reported something. I pulled Marisa out of group to run it past her and she referred me to Maria, our ex-boss/current collegue. I called Maria at home and she referred me to her boss because she was not certain what to tell me. I tried calling that boss, Kiran, but I couldn't get through on her home number. I ended up leaving a message on her cell phone. Maria calls me back and tells me to call Kiran's boss (who consequently is one of my quasi-official bosses) because, afterall, Kiran is not my direct boss. THANKFULLY, our secretary was still there and I was able to get her home number. Her name is Susan. Susan and I did quite a bit of talking that night. Maria told me the next day that I should have contacted MY supervisor, Valerie. Until that point, I didn't know she WAS my boss. Although the above is confusing, that was not even the real story. The real story is what ended up happening once I got ahold of Susan and got the show on the road. It involved a lot of running around, a lot of phone calls, some nice, some not so nice, confusing laws regarding minors, and a discussion with a hot cop. I didn't do most of the talking, but trust me, he was hot. He was so nice to my client too, awwwwww! Needless to say, I will be speeding through THAT town on a regular basis. It was an EXTREMELY stressful night that took a long time to work through. I completely missed group and had to hang around for an extra two hours on top of THAT. Tuesday I had to deal with it all again and make a phone call to a certain agency and Wednesday was a pain again for a seperate reason. All if this is remarkably vague [and who said I didn't have talent?]...however it must be so due to some very strict laws. If you don't get it, don't worry yourself over it. Instead, realize that I met a really hot cop. A really, really hot cop. =)