That sucks moose balls, Kalshane. Much job-ma in your direction.

Baretta. Tony Blake and a cockatoo.

Robert Blake. The irony of him being in that show and having played Perry Smith in IN COLD BLOOD was not lost on me during his trial. "Don't do the crime" indeed.

I'd close a pedant tag, but, well, that never closes.

That sucks, Kalshane! Jesus, what a crappy way to handle it.

See now, I told you they were trying to get you to quit by giving you crappier and crappier jobs.

God, they're shitty. And corporate America wonders why their workers aren't loyal anymore.

Welcome to the exciting world of Unemployed With A Baby On The Way. It'll sort out though. There's every chance you'll get a job with a sane company now. I'll keep my fingers crossed for you.

Apparently because I wrote a smashing cover letter.

You definitely write better cover letters than Laurell K. Hamilton, shrift.

Yikes. Let's keep our Buffistini safe out there, okay? Consumer Reports:

Those are just infant seat, yeah? We used the Graco Snug ride but they're only good up to 20lbs.

And of course I have to subscribe to get to get the report on convertible and toddler seats, of which both mine are Evenflo. Crap.

Kalshane, that's ridiculous. My sympathies.

I'm not sure I can be wrong in this instance, given it's only my opinion, not an actual reading of the book.

Oh, that's what Pynchon-haters always fall back on. Their opinions. (OK, maybe this post is too late in coming to qualify as banter.)

Being disappeared from a job sucks. However, of all the sucky things to have happen, being disappeared from a job you hate, and getting paid for your invisibility, is somewhat better than other possibilities.

I mean, all the money in the world doesn't undo that "They don't love me!!" sensation, but, good riddance to bad rubbish.

For you, I decree luxurious second breakfast! Now that you are perforce awake and perforce at loose ends for the rest of the day.

Kalshane that is pretty shitty treatment for someone who's put in that many years at the company--it's pretty shitty treatment for anyone, actually. I hate that whole escorting people from the building thing.

I hope you can find something better quickly.

Tom, is that electronics recycle thing in NYC this Sunday?

Not Tom, but yes. Union Square.

I can't believe I forgot! John Cusack was at the restaurant where I had dinner last night.

Man, my crush is entirely gone. I'll love Martin Blank forever, but John Cusack looked like he'd just rolled out of bed after a five day alcohol and Cheeto bender.