'Objects In Space'
[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.
AAAAAARRRRRRRRRRRRRRGGGGGGGHHHH!!
Just call a call from the placement service. So sorry, that company filled the position internally. Your resume's great, we'll keep looking!
I just got totally Charlie Browned with a job!
Goddamn you, Lucy van Pelt! DDDAMMMMMNNNN YYYYOOOOUUUUUU!!!!
Looks like MM will now have more time for that Customer Service book. Agency turkeys, pfui.
t bites lower lip, presses breasts together
Dammit! Sorry, MM.
*sigh* Oh, well. I had a good day remembering what it was like to not be blackly depressed. Maybe I can keep that going.
And, yeah...maybe I can seriously put this CS thing together.
I may need betas. Scary.
MM, sorry about the job. Let me put together some of the stuff I ran into (that one woman alone could be almost a book - stupidity, arrogance, and looniness, all in one small package).
Have you ever read Matt Beaumont's "e"? strikes me as being the same kind of "hey, I know them!" sort of recognition.
That sucks about the job MM. At least Halloween install is fast approaching and I've still got you listed on my crew for that.
Coolness, ND!
I'll *cut* you! Hyah! *put shiv on couch* *wait for Erin to sit down and shiv herself*
Hey! That's...dammit! Shut the hel....dammit!
Anyway, I'd just hafta to use my Spork of Vengance on him.
Don't make me spork a bitch.
Try it, you, and I'll pull my Ninja Salad Tongs o' Doomefyin' on yo' ass.