Cockteasing AND restraints?
SCORE!!!!
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Cockteasing AND restraints?
SCORE!!!!
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But seriously, I'd see if you can reach someone there. You never know if the intake person is just a dumbass out of the loop.
Except for the actual SCORING!!!, yeah, I guess.
Oh honey, I'm so sorry.
Give them a call like brenda said.
There's no number to call, it was an online process.
Eh. I mean, I'm really not PISSED, it was just "What the fuck? Thanks for wasting my time, Robot Resources."
Can you 411 the number?
There's no number to call, it was an online process.
So it's probably some stoned college student's way of getting some shits and giggles. Sort of like the online version of that Monty Python sketch:
"Goooood Niiiiight, ding, ding, ding, ding."
"Oh, we're sorry, I'm afraid we filled that position 3 weeks ago."
Can you 411 the number?
I think that no good will be served by my stalking them. No matter how the conversation actually goes, it's going to amount to:
"Really? Are you sure? Can you double-check? Seriously? Can you ask again? Look, I got this e-mail, and...can you just go check?"
Which just puts my resume in the circular file.
Ok. Just making sure.
How's The Punk?
Fine. We went downtown to the Summer Fair Thingy. She jumped around in the inflatable jumpy thingies and slid down the inflatable slide thingie and got a free cookie. Then we got her a balloon which she lost 4 1/2 minutes later. Then we went to the library and played in the kids' room there for a while and colored. Now she's trying not to drowse on the couch, having chowed down on a cheese sammich.