I'd like to carve out a special niche in hell for people who are too busy to accept/decline meeting invites they've had a chance to read, even as the meeting time is creeping towards us (it's 3.5 hours from now, and he's had the invite for days).

It's so unprofessional.

I think everyone should have this experience at least once.

I got to quit as a DJ on the air, while bitching out my boss (who was a Ricky Gervais type Peter-pinhead, except much less lovable). That was cathartic.

Weird bit from IMDB:

Star Wars: Episode III -- Revenge of the Sith has failed in China to create the kind of excitement that it has in the rest of the world. China Daily reported Tuesday that the film earned only $3.37 million in its first week of release in the world's largest nation. The newspaper commented that the failure of the film likely reflects cultural differences, noting that its "virtual world seems too celestial to be acceptable to many Chinese movie fans," many of whom, it said, have more adult tastes than Westerners. The newspaper observed that Titanic, by contrast, earned $38.5 million on the Chinese mainland market and attributed its success to "the universal theme of love."

I think everyone should have this experience at least once. It is empowering. I got mine out of the way when I was sixteen, and my folks were still supporting me.

when i was 17...no. 18. i almost got into a fistfight with a supervisor. she was a catty bitch. my ex and i worked together and had a tumultuous break-up(to say the very least) and he'd been very chatty with the photo girl. well...the supervisor decided to take a stab at twisting that knife in my back. i closed down my check-out lane. went over to the little customer service desk and asked her to go outside with me. she declined and proceeded to taunt me. at this point i'm so angry i'm in tears and threatening to climb over the little door after her. the ex took that opportunity to drag me out of the store with me shouting obscenities at her. customers and employees alike were looking at me with open mouths. i'm surprised i didn't get into some very serious trouble.

Dear Sunglasses,

Where are you?

Signed,

person blinded by sunlight

Ooh, speaking of glasses -- I'm going to have a couple of hours to kill tomorrow, and I've just decided to go glasses shopping. I need new glasses like woah.

That's great, JohnSweden. Mine was just at McDonald's. It was the umpteenth Friday I'd worked in a row, after I'd requested several times to work some Fridays, and some Saturdays.

My manger was there, and on the clock, but was talking to (flirting with) a cop, the whole time. It was supper rush. She was supposed to be our support. Then she came into the Drive-thru area where I was working and bitched at me and the girl working with me, to move the cars faster. She was supposed to be our runner for the food, mind you, and there's really no way to move the people away without their food. I told her I quit. She said I couldn't do that. I disagreed, throwing down my hat, and the little pin they'd given me as an award for selling so much per hour, and said I most certainly could, would, and did quit, so f____________k y__________u. And Bob, who likes carrots, is your uncle.

the supervisor decided to take a stab at twisting that knife in my back.

Hmm. I should have done all that venting quitting.

The first time I handed my boss a letter (which he asked me to rewrite) and the second time I said "I quit. This is two week's notice. Do you need it in writing?" to which she said "Good." and looked back down at the stuff on her desk.

FUCK!! He is already gone. DARN IT! Now I have used up two perfectly adorable I'm quitting outfits.

Dammit! You're going to have to get seriously dolled up tomorrow for the quitting. I think a full on fifties dress.