Way to go meara! Excellent news.
Buffy ,'Chosen'
Spike's Bitches 40: Buckle Up, Kids! Daddy's Puttin' the Hammer Down.
[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.
Empress, you need a new job. One in which you do not have to deal with idiotic asshats--and tenants--every day.
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.
But Jilli, these people are ENTITLED to do whatever they want. How dare you be upset!
t /sarcasm
edited for grammar.
t /pedant
(Who am I kidding? Those two tags NEVER close.)
(Who am I kidding? Those two tags NEVER close.)
And this is why we love (and miss) Maria.
Fantastic, Meara!!!
But Jilli, these people are ENTITLED to do whatever they want. How dare you be upset!
For Pete's birthday, we went to a fancy steakhouse. While I am not entirely sure, I'm pretty certain that one of the guys seated at the table next to us leaned over and snapped a photo of me with his phone. I caught the movement as I was turning my head. Sure, he may of been taking a photo of the woman sitting next to him, but considering she was leaning forward, and he was leaning past her back, I kinda doubt it. If I had been more certain that's what he was doing, I would have leaned over and said something in a very sweet tone of voice.
Congrats, meara!!
Reason 76548 I need to not be an accountant:
I don't know where to put Bad Debt.
t bangs head on desk
Fantastic news, meara! Vibing salary~ma northward right now.
And this is why we love (and miss) Maria.
Hey, I'm trying to become a regular again! I still think you need to escape to DC for a weekend.
If I had been more certain that's what he was doing, I would have leaned over and said something in a very sweet tone of voice.
If it had been me, I would have bopped him over the head with my reticule. *Then* I would have sweetly told him that I appreciated the unasked-for invasion of privacy about as much as he appreciated the lump on his head.
YAY job-having meara!
BOO nosy picture-taking people!
YAY Maria being around more often!
BOO no sleep!
YAY lethal cuteness!
Yeah, that's all I've got.