Absolutely! It'll look good on the resume, even if it's not specific to your next job. It says, "Willing to do what it takes to be awesome in my job!" They like that. Plus you never know how it might apply.
Spike's Bitches 35: We Got a History
[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.
I might as well make the most of the opportunities I do have...right?
A world of yes. Don't ever feel guilty for getting additional training even if you're thinking of moving on. You bust your ass for the job and you should get something out of it besides just a paycheck.
Yay! We won! No one can blame my boobs!
Of course this means there's another game on Thursday, and I'm expected to show up with the "Lucky Charms"
Why would anyone blame your boobs for bad things? Okay, they may stop traffic, but that's in a good way.
It's a thing they have. If the boobs are out, my team wins. I'm not sure how that works. Clearly, they're magic.
sj, I'm absolutely boggled. I'm glad you're getting good advice, and glad that you're doing something about this. I'm also very glad that the Empress had a chance for a good smite before leaving.
And speaking of the Empress, all possible travel ~ma to the Miracleborns.
I think God must have known that I was ambivalent about coming home, as the sun was out, the weather was cool but definitely not cold, and going to work today, I was reminded how much I like my coworkers and my job. I really expected to be grumpy, but I wasn't. Although, California was pretty dang wonderful.
{{{Suzi}}} Tons of job~ma to you.
I'm not sleeping. I've been trying for three hours to just let it go and sleep, but I'm too upset.
Holy crap, sj. Kick her ass into the middle of next week!
Moving-ma to the Miracleborns.
Ah, boobage - Bitch topic since time immemorial.
Did I tell you folks the Travels In India story about my boobs and the penis and the mosque? I can't remember who I've told what, and I've been sadly internet-less for most of the time since coming back from India.
Did I tell you folks the Travels In India story about my boobs and the penis and the mosque? I can't remember who I've told what, and I've been sadly internet-less for most of the time since coming back from India.
I don't think I heard this story. Tell!
After seeing the Taj Mahal, we spent the night in Agra and then got up bright and early the next morning to go to Fatehpur Sikri.
eta ...weirdly, the interpipe has eaten most of my post.
Huh. I find myself grumpy and disconsolate. The prospect of typing out the whole damn saga all over again is killing me. Gah. I'll tell you later, love.