Here come da judge, here come da judge.

So I'm sitting there, minding my own business, as I usually do early in the workday, when I hear a guest come in with the local IT manager. She's been interviewing people for a developer position, so I've been pretty much ignoring when it happens. But this time she strolls up with this guy. He reaches out his hand and I discover...

...it's my boss.

Shit.

Unannounced to me. The manager claims she only found out about it yesterday, but I'm kind of like thinking, "Well, if you knew, why the hell wouldn't you tell me?" But then I block that out, because it only leads me down some pretty negative trains of thought.

We shoot the breeze as I help set up a temporary spot for him. Then I launch into all kinds of technical back-and-forth with other people in the department. Logistics on this, planning on that. I really wanted to have a front for him, like we're really nose-to-the-grindstone workers around here. I sent out a note to my peers in the division, asking if they knew anything. I mean, I want to know if my desk will be emptied into a bag by the end of the day, you know?

I have a meeting with him at two. One admin suggested I was perhaps up for employee of the month. I suggested that my qualifications will probably get me a senior fry cook position at Popeye's.

Ack. Why the hell is he here?