Print it out anyway, Heather.
We're not gonna die. We can't die, Bendis. You know why? Because we are so very pretty. We are just too pretty for God to let us die.
Mal ,'Serenity'
Spike's Bitches 23: We've mastered the power of positive giving up.
[NAFDA] Spike-centric discussion. Lusty, lewd (only occasionally crude), risque (and frisque), bawdy (Oh, lawdy!), flirty ('cuz we're purty), raunchy talk inside. Caveat lector.
§ ita § - May 10, 2005 8:58:28 am PDT #8293 of 10001
Well not canonically, no, but this is transformative fiction.
JZ - May 10, 2005 8:58:40 am PDT #8294 of 10001
See? I gave everybody here an opportunity to tell me what a bad person I am and nobody did, because I fuckin' rule.
Oh, Heather, what a scungy little fuckwad of a man.
Cashmere - May 10, 2005 9:02:54 am PDT #8295 of 10001
Now tagless for your comfort.
Heather, your boss is a bigger asshole than my ex-boss. And that's saying something. I hate that you have to stew. What a bastard.
Nora Deirdre - May 10, 2005 9:07:09 am PDT #8296 of 10001
I’m responsible for my own happiness? I can’t even be responsible for my own breakfast! (Bojack Horseman)
Print it out anyway, Heather.
I agree.
Aims - May 10, 2005 9:08:29 am PDT #8297 of 10001
Shit's all sorts of different now.
Definitely print it out. When you do leave, make sure you show it to a higher up and say that's why you're leaving. You don't appreciate having your job shopped out to his fucking friends. Cocksucker.
t puts Boss on a stick and batter fries him
Daisy Jane - May 10, 2005 9:09:16 am PDT #8298 of 10001
"This bar smells like kerosene and stripper tears."
See, he's not always. Sometimes he's pretty cool. He just gets it in his head that he knows how things are. Yesterday he "knew" I wasn't doing a project fast enough and there was a way to do it faster, while at the same time he "knew" I was doing it too fast and not checking for mistakes. I am fine with both of these things, project needs to be done faster, but project needs better quality control. These are not mutually exclusive. What is confusing however is when he says, "You should be able to do these 'boom, boom, boom'." in one breath and then turns around and says "You're doing these 'boom, boom, boom' and mistakes are getting through.
I won't even go into him adding stuff to my copy so that when I reuse it for something whatever he put in there, that's not relevant to the copy's current use is still there.
Daisy Jane - May 10, 2005 9:09:59 am PDT #8299 of 10001
"This bar smells like kerosene and stripper tears."
I don't have a higher up.
Aims - May 10, 2005 9:11:14 am PDT #8300 of 10001
Shit's all sorts of different now.
He's it? He's the cheese? Well, still print it out. Print out lots of copies. Bring it to the F2F. We'll get drunk and spew on it.
Daisy Jane - May 10, 2005 9:15:37 am PDT #8301 of 10001
"This bar smells like kerosene and stripper tears."
Yep. He's it.
I...just...ugh...
Topic!Cindy - May 10, 2005 9:21:44 am PDT #8302 of 10001
What is even happening?
Is there a human resources department?