Stony, possibly, but not bitchy. Incompetent!Boss desperately needed a single cold slap across the face, and you delivered.
Played with Kaylee. Sun came out, and I walked on my feet and heard with my ears. I ate the bits, the bits stayed down, and I work. I function like I'm a girl. I hate it because I know it'll go away. The sun goes dark and chaos has come again. Bits. Fluids. What am I?!
River ,'War Stories'
Spike's Bitches 31: We're Motivated Go-getters.
[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.
JZ - Jul 31, 2006 5:01:58 am PDT #6120 of 10001
See? I gave everybody here an opportunity to tell me what a bad person I am and nobody did, because I fuckin' rule.
sj - Jul 31, 2006 5:02:24 am PDT #6121 of 10001
"There are few hours in life more agreeable than the hour dedicated to the ceremony known as afternoon tea."
What Nora said, that is inexcusable behavior from your boss. Good for you!
Steph L. - Jul 31, 2006 5:02:56 am PDT #6122 of 10001
I look more rad than Lutheranism
I've become predictable, haven't I?
I prefer to think of it as sweet.
Also, one of the jobs you listed in the past was for a sex toy editor -- it doesn't get much better than that!
t edit Plus today's PORN EDITOR, which is really tempting, if only for the announcement I could send into my alumnae magazine....
Jessica - Jul 31, 2006 5:05:19 am PDT #6123 of 10001
And then Ortus came and said "It's Ortin' time" and they all Orted off into the sunset
Uh. Sorry. Now, back to what I was saying....
The bitch in this situation is SO not you. Just sayin'.
Beverly - Jul 31, 2006 5:15:29 am PDT #6124 of 10001
Days shrink and grow cold, sunlight through leaves is my song. Winter is long.
Slap him again, just on general principle. Asshat.
Now, I can be task driven and absolutely focused and gloss right over the niceties of life, so I can sort of understand where he might be coming from. Still? "Uh. Sorry. Now, back to what I was saying..." Does not meet (okay, spelled 'meat'. Freudian, much?) minimum social skills necessary for dealing with other real humans.
Cass - Jul 31, 2006 5:18:14 am PDT #6125 of 10001
Bob's learned to live with tragedy, but he knows that this tragedy is one that won't ever leave him or get better.
PMS. Dude, the freaking mood swings. This is why I shouldn't let my body ovulate.
And I interrupted, because I am a STONE BITCH, and said, "Thanks, really, for the condolences on my dead grandfather."Not a stone bitch. Possibly my hero, but not a stone bitch. @@
I prefer to think of it as sweet.We do love the Scola.
Nicole - Jul 31, 2006 5:19:00 am PDT #6126 of 10001
I'm getting the pig!
What Bev said. Incompetent!Boss is a fucko. For the second comment, especially.
Topic!Cindy - Jul 31, 2006 5:25:31 am PDT #6127 of 10001
What is even happening?
I'm wondering what thread I posted "Ass 'em in the ear, Tep," because it seems it wasn't here.
Anyhow...ass 'em. Ass 'em in the ear, Tep.
SailAweigh - Jul 31, 2006 5:32:45 am PDT #6128 of 10001
Nana korobi, ya oki. (Fall down seven times, stand up eight.) ~Yuzuru Hanyu/Japanese proverb
What everyone else has so eloquently said, Tep. He's an Asshat!Supreme.
ION, there is no other news. It is Monday. That is all.
Fay - Jul 31, 2006 5:33:19 am PDT #6129 of 10001
"Fuck Western ideologically-motivated gender identification!" Sulu gasped, and came.
Uh. Sorry. Now, back to what I was saying....
!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
The bitch in this situation is SO not you. Just sayin'.
::nods so hard her head falls off::