They were swimmin' around in the wild, any alleged poo would have rinsed right off.
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Spike's Bitches 27: I'm Embarrassed for Our Kind.
[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.
Hi Susan.
OMG, there is a woman who has otters like some crazy ladies have cats. I could be the crazy otter lady...
Ouch! Poor Daniel!
Hey Susan. How did the interview go?
OMG, there is a woman who has otters like some crazy ladies have cats. I could be the crazy otter lady...
I am now picturing you walking down the sidewalk, flanked by otters in black capes and sombreros.
I think I should lie down....
I have a job offer, only I need to call back tomorrow to make sure they're OK with the fact I'd be gone 12/21 - 1/4 because we already bought the plane tickets. I figure if they're not OK with that, they're probably not people I want to work with, even though the money is good. I should've brought it up when my possible boss called, only I kinda forgot because we got into a back-and-forth about the money. (The money WASN'T that good when she called, right before she left for the day, early. But then the business administrator called back a few hours later, offering like $7500 more, only she couldn't make the call over whether the holiday thing was OK.)
So, in suspense until tomorrow, and trying not to go all Anya and think of the things I'd do with the money until I have it.
$7500 more sounds like they definitely want you. Don't worry too much about the holidays -- "we've already bought the tickets" is pretty understandable, and if they won't accept that, then you're right that you don't want to work with them.
(And welcome back! And congrats on the job!)
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I have a job offerExcellent news!
I figure if they're not OK with that, they're probably not people I want to work withThis is very true also.
I hope things work out perfectly for you.
(eta: okay, what amych said, as she said it better.)
As do my caped and sombrero'd otters. They out-cute cats...
Oh, billytea, I am so sorry that this is such a painful thing. It's just so hard, even when it is right. My thoughts are with you both.
It's ok. It saddens me, but I've pretty much already worked through the prospect. It seems to be hitting Bec harder.
They were swimmin' around in the wild, any alleged poo would have rinsed right off.
Not to the otters. They use it to recognise who's in their gang. Instead of the Crips and Bloods, you have the Poos and... the other Poos.
Cass, I saw otters up close just by renting one of the kayaks out behind the Monterey Bay Aquarium. They give you a little speech about not getting too close to them because of violations of federal law, but the little fellows just suddenly pop up beside you.