you looking for a job with these people?
No, no, they sound horrible.
Good news, everyone! My 3pm meeting was cancelled!
Postponed. Whatever. Still, reprieve.
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.
you looking for a job with these people?
No, no, they sound horrible.
Good news, everyone! My 3pm meeting was cancelled!
Postponed. Whatever. Still, reprieve.
monkeys, I am out.
please hold down the eyerolling until I return.
I don't want to work. And, I don't mean just today. I don't want to work. I want about a month where I can lay about, read, watch tv, and not work. I am so burned out right now, it's just not even funny. I need a sabbatical.
Oh, Chi. I hate that feeling.
Again, I turn to the Buffistas with WTF? moment in modern fashion trends. The woman I just saw wearing a white fitted blouse, mini skirt in a geometric print in turquoise and teal, and brown high-heeled boots of a pirate/RenFaire style was 1) very stylish; 2) dressing in anticipation of the Next Big Thing; or 3) got dressed in a hurry?
I don't want to work. And, I don't mean just today. I don't want to work. I want about a month where I can lay about, read, watch tv, and not work. I am so burned out right now, it's just not even funny. I need a sabbatical.
Go to grad school!
Seriously, "don't want to work anymore" was in my top five reasons why I went. Maybe top three.
Jilli, you forgot 4) a horror that should be run from.
I used to work in an auditorium where the exit interviews were held. Two days of boredom at the end of each semester. Too bad I didn't have the internet to entertain me back then.
Or, more accurately, everything smelled, and that was really bad.
I've had to bail on shopping a few times for this reason. Even people who were clean and not overly perfumed made me recoil.
BLT lovers must heart me since I don't do raw tomatoes or bacon. I always figured that tomatoes tasted metallic to me as a defense mechanism (I'm allergic to them in raw form).
or 5) to be pitied for her extreme lack of fashion sense.
Jilli, you forgot 4) a horror that should be run from.
Well, yes. But it was much more fun to hold her eye as she walked past me, because she was obviously just as baffled by my black skirt, petticoats, jacket, and stripy tights as I was of her outfit. However, I'm pretty sure I managed a more neutral facial expression as I walked past.
Seriously, "don't want to work anymore" was in my top five reasons why I went. Maybe top three.
There must be a way to avoid work, avoid papers and exams, and have a steady income comparable to what I have now.
No?
Why the hell not?
Pfft.