{{{Aimee}}} Feel better.
'Our Mrs. Reynolds'
Spike's Bitches 30: Going on Thirteen
[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.
(((Aimee)) I hope you feel better fast.
I am home today with a migraine and a UTI.
Talk about burning the candle at both ends!
Pet Peeve Rant:
People coming into a business to ask about employment should dress nicely -- no t shirts! no jeans! no over sized or slutty clothes!
Also people should not bring any kind of person to do the talking for them unless the potential applicant is Deaf. Seriously! None of this bringing someone in to say "s/he wants to apply for a job."
Aimee, that is a gruesome combination. Feel better.
I am tired of this rash on my neck.
But other than that a good day . Possibly because I started with the Wish and have doppleganger waiting for me
Word askye!
When we were interviewing recently we had one applicant show up 20 minutes late because she got lost in the building.
That is so something that might happen to me. But I tend to budget time for "wandering around lost"
Poor Aimee!
Morning All.
Chiming in to join the YAYS!!! for the impending Zmayhem! Congrats!!
Uck, Aimee, poor you. ((Aimee))
Anything else? Lessee, pictures were viewed, atractive people were admired, too-cute-to-be-legal sprog were awwed at.
And now, to do some actual, y'know, work, at work. Eh.