I'm realizing that I've never given notice at a real job. I don't know how it's done!
Walk into your boss's office, say, "I quit from thee, I quit from thee, I quit from thee," and then dump potato salad on his shoes.
I hope you don't think that I just come over for the spells and everything. I mean, I really like just talking and hanging out with you and stuff.
Willow ,'First Date'
Natter 43: I Love My Dead Gay Whale Crosspost.
Off-topic discussion. Wanna talk about corsets, duct tape, or physics? This is the place. Detailed discussion of any current-season TV must be whitefonted.
tommyrot - Mar 28, 2006 8:32:14 am PST #6678 of 10001
Sir, it's not an offence to let your cat eat your bacon. Okay? And we don't arrest cats, I'm very sorry.
Nutty - Mar 28, 2006 8:32:43 am PST #6679 of 10001
"Mister Spock is on his fanny, sir. Reports heavy damage."
I was talking over weddings with Flatmate the other day, and I'm convinced that the vast majority of wedding tradition is scam city. Her parents are going to be shelling out $30,000 for an affair that is by no stretch of the imagination lavish.
I was like, Hey. I will bake the cake, the minister up the street can do the marrying parts, and we can party in the back yard, and then the day after you get married you can make an offer on a house.
It has been said that I'm not one to stand on ceremony.
DavidS - Mar 28, 2006 8:33:03 am PST #6680 of 10001
"Look, son, if it's good enough for Shirley Bassey, it's good enough for you."
I'm realizing that I've never given notice at a real job. I don't know how it's done!
Take this job and shove it! I ain't working here no more.
brenda m - Mar 28, 2006 8:33:05 am PST #6681 of 10001
If you're going through hell/keep on going/don't slow down/keep your fear from showing/you might be gone/'fore the devil even knows you're there
Um, no. Not unless I get to make my husband strip in front of the crowd and then take off his undergarments.
Which I would totally support you in, should you decide to go that route (or the marriage route at all) one day. IJS.
Nicole - Mar 28, 2006 8:34:06 am PST #6682 of 10001
I'm getting the pig!
Walk into your boss's office, say, "I quit from thee, I quit from thee, I quit from thee," and then dump potato salad on his shoes.
Ding Ding Ding
We have a winner!
Ginger - Mar 28, 2006 8:34:39 am PST #6683 of 10001
"It didn't taste good. It tasted soooo horrible. It tasted like....a vodka martini." - Matilda
Walk into your boss's office, say, "I quit from thee, I quit from thee, I quit from thee," and then dump potato salad on his shoes.
Potato salad with mayonnaise or vinegar dressing?
Trudy Booth - Mar 28, 2006 8:35:21 am PST #6684 of 10001
Greece's financial crisis threatens to take down all of Western civilization - a civilization they themselves founded. A rather tragic irony - which is something they also invented. - Jon Stewart
Some of the other stuff is more obvious--the giving away, the kissing the bride.
That's more along the lines of the "unthinkingly" I was thinking of. I was out with this couple and he was all "I'm very old fashioned, I went and asked her father" and (granted, he was sorta a tool and I was already disliking him already) and I had to fight the urge to drunkenly lean over and ask "did you ask his permission before you guys 'did it'? Because you were sorta late in the game at the point you finally got around to it, don't you think?"
But the whole "our friends will have a screw pantomime on the dance floor" seems pretty obvious to me.
Dana - Mar 28, 2006 8:35:32 am PST #6685 of 10001
I'm terrifically busy with my ennui.
I'm realizing that I've never given notice at a real job. I don't know how it's done!
Oh, I bet we can come up with a few suggestions. Many may involve the word FUCKOS.
§ ita § - Mar 28, 2006 8:35:44 am PST #6686 of 10001
Well not canonically, no, but this is transformative fiction.
Walk into your boss's office, say, "I quit from thee, I quit from thee, I quit from thee," and then dump potato salad on his shoes.
Or, "Hey! I do know how to quit you!"
it's the very literal act of removing an undergarment from your brand-new wife *in front of a crowd* and then throwing the undergarment to a pack of guys.
Hmm. It seems that should bother me, but it doesn't. I like raunchy weddings (maybe I won't invite my parents to mind) and although there are no formalised ways to sex up the groom, that can be rectified in an ad hoc fashion.
Jessica - Mar 28, 2006 8:36:24 am PST #6687 of 10001
And then Ortus came and said "It's Ortin' time" and they all Orted off into the sunset
I've only been to one wedding with a garter toss, and it was a lot of fun and not skeevy at all -- I think it depends on the attitude of the people involved. (It ended up being one of our college friends catching the garter, and the bride's sister catching the bouquet, and so of course they were mercilessly teased for the rest of the evening. All in good fun.)