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Probation


                When you start a new job you understand how crucial the first 90 days of employment is to your longevity with that company. After having managed a few dental practices in the past, I can definitely attest to the fact that during this time you’re being looked at like a tiny dust particle underneath a microscope. This is a mutual trial period for both you and the employer. As an employer I’m looking at all your attributes to see if you’re going to be an asset to me or a liability. As the employee, you’re scoping things out for yourself as well to see if the company is some place you’d like to thrive.  Relationships are no different.

I can confirm in blood that when you meet a man ladies, you don’t get a chance to see his true colors until after that probationary period. The first 90 days this man has sent a representative on his behalf.   He knows you’re looking closely. He’s opening doors, he’s chewing with his mouth closed, paying for dates, being consistent with phone calls and responding to text in a timely manner. He’s got you thinking you could actually see yourself offering him the position. Sis, don’t do it. The first several months of getting to know someone all you should be doing is eating well and having fun on dates. Don’t get emotionally invested, don’t offer to do anything extra for him. See how hard he’s willing to work for that spot and on the 91st day; watch who he becomes because if he’s been Buddy Love all this time and turns into Sherman Klump….HE’S A SHERMAN BOO, NOT BUDDY AND YOU BETTER BELIEVE HIM.

See, I’m one of those people that get excited when I meet someone new because I constantly have in the back of my head that I’m not bitter and I’m not gonna let every man pay for the last ones mistake. Sadly that doesn’t get me anywhere and the potential relationship is in trouble before it even starts. The one thing I’m learning is even though the position has been open for some time, don’t be in a rush to fill it because you’ll end up hiring someone for the job who isn’t qualified based on a need. This is bad business baby. Wait for that 91st day!  

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