It doesn't help that just looking around, clearly there's stuff to be done. Just no one wants to pay for that stuff.
Spike's Bitches 46: Don't I get a cookie?
[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.
If I'm honest with myself I admit I didn't look as hard as I could have last month, knowing that I had a little work this month.
I'm not sure that's laziness. That's knowing you had a bit of breathing room and taking it.
And knowing that if I got a full time job I might not get to do this fun temp gig. Then I laugh and think about how sore I'm going to be when I get home tonight. Fun is relative.
And, people wonder why, say, my company can't find people to fill the many open positions we have when there are so many un- or underemployed folks out there. It's not like just anybody with any skillset can do the jobs. It's not like you can magically gain, for example, years of experience working for a gov't agency plus extensive knowledge of JAVA programming. or whatever.
I love working HHN. laga is right - fun is relative, but for some of us, HHN is the most fun you'll ever have getting your ass completely and totally kicked.
Well, unless you're in The Matrix, that is.
I can't think of another occasion that requires dragging a subwoofer uphill through dense underbrush.
The whole thing kind of falls into the category of "And I get paid to do this? Sweet!".
Somewhat unrelated, I need to find more window-sized scraps of duvatine to cover my other bedroom window.