I don't think I'd have heard of ICP if I hadn't lived in Michigan.
I don't know if you've had the full ICP experience until you've seen a trailer full of Michigan boys doing an interpretive dance to "Chicken Huntin'" while trying not to spill their beer.
I had previously suspected I didn't want the full ICP experience, but now I'm sure.
What weirds me out about my new job is how much more I've gotten done in months than in years at my last one, despite (or because of?) this one being harder and having a steeper learning curve.
I had previously suspected I didn't want the full ICP experience, but now I'm sure.
It's quite hilarious to observe from an ethnographical standpoint.
link to sign up as a CI recipe tester.
w00t! Now I can no longer make fun of the CI testers being whiny bitches, as I like to do every time we get our CI in the mail. For lo, I am one of them now.
YAY Susan for liking your job! I'm psyched for you. It's been a long time coming and it makes all the difference in the world, I have found.
Hmm. I like my job. This never happens to me. I'm confused!
You deserve a job you like, after all the annoying ones with evil bosses!
Man, and I thought reenacting "The Neden Game" loudly out the window of a moving car was bad.
(I had to Google for that title, and that makes me very happy.)
Yay on liking your job, Susan!
I once shared a house with a young man who had a giant Insane Clown Posse cardboard cutout in his room. Otherwise, I am pretty sure I never would have heard of them. There were also action figures. It scared me.
I'm mulling over a request for a 6am interview. I can't be coherent at 6am.
shrift's advice to Aimee about taking the train to Chicago, "On the 351 Wolverine?" made me laugh.
Aimee's riding the Wolverine! (yes, I am 12)