The worlds sometimes laughs AT you
underwrought personal blogging time. about work, again.
So we have a new jr. employee, no experience, but a generally sound background in science. Analytic mind, great vocabulary, quick wit, outgoing and confident, clear, concise, efficient, pleasant and friendly, also, cuter than any button I have ever seen. Wicked Crush.
And the world laughs -at- me, and I laugh on my own, because she plays for a different team.
phew.
posted by mdhatter @ 22:10
11 comments
11 Comments:
Give me her number!
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I hate that!
Shut. Up.
All of you. I have nothing to look at in the office. I do, however, have tons to look at while I am getting coffee and lunch and outside my window.
I don't fish off the company pier Chuckie and neither should you go shopping or fishing in the company store.
or, in terms chuckles will grok, don't shit where you eat.
I only did it once, or twice, when I tended bar and I quit the next week.
Write it, pop, that would focking rule!
That was once to many.
I agree with MDH, write it! I double-dog dare you.
I don't think I get the euphamisms, but I met my wife at work -- interviewed her even.
yeah, but your wife is straight.
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