Sunday, March 24, 2019
This all still feels like a dream. I walked into work today… with my wife! Alas, it was still work – definitely not a dream! Especially when Rogers decides to throw a “performance evaluation” at us. And these things are supposed to be quarterly? When are we going to actually get our work done and collaborate as a team? Does this guy not understand crimes and cases aren’t timed and scheduled? More importantly, where did Hetty go?!
As for my “performance”, this dude definitely did not realize he was being played. I could have spun that story for well over my designated hour. Does my file not scream master undercover detective? This gift of gab certainly came in handy today. Yet, there it was again, the now age-old issue of LAPD vs NCIS, detective vs agent. Why do I have to choose? It’s been working fairly well for the last NINE years! And as long as there’s no reporting responsibilities between me and my bride I’m pretty sure we are clear of any official violations. Whatever. That’s an issue for a different day.
Poor Eric. How long is it going to take him to get used to Nell’s field work? If all that happened with Kensi, we’d just call it an ordinary Tuesday.
Speaking of Mrs. Blye (I think that’s what she decided to go with?), turns out there was no need to be concerned with our proximity and human desires. There’s no issue when we’re on different sides of the city. She’s always been so much better about compartmentalizing her feelings than me. So yeh, maybe I was projecting my longings on her this morning. If I had my way that honeymoon would have extended into eternity. On that note, we’re settling in to watch the wedding/reception video. Apparently I’m supposed to be the lookout for Sam at the reception? We’ll see… all I want to do is resume the honeymoon!