River ,'The Message'
[NAFDA] Spike-centric discussion. Lusty, lewd (only occasionally crude), risqué (and frisqué), bawdy (Oh, lawdy!), flirty ('cuz we're purty), raunchy talk inside. Caveat lector.
I might not do it as a 1099 contractor
Man. Though I love working for myself (and am becoming a better boss everyday), sometimes I'd be really, really happy to not pay self-employment taxes and to have someone else manage the HR stuff.
Good on ya meara. May it be one of your best work experiences ever.
I CAN HAZ JOB NOW!!!11
SWEET!
Salary-ma for meara. Congrats on the good news.
Yay meara, deserver of all good things!
Al-freakin'-right, meara! That's fantabulous! Congratulations on not having to deal with the WA unemployment system anymore!
I had other thoughts, but the lethally cute kidlets stole them all. All I can muster now is, "Glurble, glurble, glurble, CUTIEHEAD SPROG!"
Dear Idiot Tenants:
Either a) get better at darts. b) stop playing darts drunk. or c) actually protect the wall behind the dartboard with a $10 piece of plywood. Either of these three things would have prevented you from being charged $75 for the current damage.
YAY MEARA!!
Lady from the GOOD job (not Stupid Recruiter Man) just called and FINALLY offered it!! (I was expecting this call since *Wednesday* and was freaking out that it meant they weren't going to offer it)!!
YAY!!!!
Dear People Who Feel Compelled to Take Cell Phone Pix of Me:
Look, if you aren't brave enough ask me if I mind you taking a photo, at least be a little more subtle about whipping out your cell and snapping away, okay? This is twice in four days that this is happened, and the amusement value is wearing thin.
Either a) get better at darts. b) stop playing darts drunk. or c) actually protect the wall behind the dartboard with a $10 piece of plywood. Either of these three things would have prevented you from being charged $75 for the current damage.
Reminds me of my neighbor kids (in my old neighborhood). They'd sometimes punt a ball back and forth on the sidewalk. Of course their ball often slammed into parked cars. Once a neighbor told the kids to stop kicking the ball around (right after the ball had hit a parked car for the fourth or so time). So the kid said, "But I wasn't trying to hit the car."
Gotta love kid logic. 'Course in the case of the Idiot Tenants, it's adults we're talking about....