'Shindig'
[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.
Ahaha. Well done, Steph.
I am just back from a bar where I watched the World Cup final. I had three free (to me) shots, in addition to the Pimm's Cup and two beers. One of those was a "sympathy shot" of Jaeger on the house, for the whole bar. Oh, New Orleans. Never change. The only bummer is that StW is studying and I probably won't see him tonight. Boo hiss.
Also, smoked pork poboy with spicy mayo and slaw. HELL YEAH NOMS.
I should also mention that Tim's company just got a new insurance plan, and I passed on their agent's info to Big!Boss's daughter. Not without asking if she wanted it; I told her that his company is small like ours, and they're really happy with their plan and their agent, and *if* she wanted the agent's info, I'd get it for her. The day after I offered, she asked for it. I happily provided it.
Go, Teppy! I'm glad you didn't let the insurance idiot push you around.
One of those was a "sympathy shot" of Jaeger on the house, for the whole bar
I need to hang out in bars more. In New Orleans. When I'm not pregnant.
Hah! I was in a bar for the first half that was so crowded there was a line outside letting people in only as others left. For the second half, we went to a different bar where some other friends were.
Teppy, that is an impressive display of idiocy, jackassery, and asshattery. My goodness. (Um, you as the patient are allowed to tell ANYONE YOU WANT about your own stuff. It's your stuff! It may not be a good idea, but you can do it all you want)
Teppy, I am agog at that man's stupidity, jackassness, and laughable desperation. Hang him by his metaphorical balls.
Bonny, I feel ya - I am the overprotective neurotic mommy when it comes to my pets too. I'm lucky to have found a catsitter who is not only very good, but very patient and understanding. It's only one day, babe, he's gonna be fine, and you won't have time to fret about him - especially if you plan to make your client scrub the back of a stove with a toothbrush...
Of course, my thought is -- if incompetent HR chick is upset, he really must be fucking up. But, I'm a cynic like that.
Go Steph!
Walked 15 mile today. that was hard
Oooh, Dana, that is a cute top!
if incompetent HR chick is upset, he really must be fucking up. But, I'm a cynic like that.
No, that's pretty accurate. Like I said, I think we've kept him as our agent for so long simply because we were with Aetna for years and years and things were pretty smooth going and so we didn't need him to solve problems or explain things. So his jackassery wasn't really on full display until recently.
You are right, Zen. He's actually having a blast. I've already gotten a photo from "Camp Greyhound."
It should have made me laugh, but it brought tears to my eyes.
Pathetic, I know.
Once I get in the car, I'll be fine. It's just the empty feeling, rattling around the house. I keep looking for him, or putting my dinner bowl down for the 'rinse cycle.'
Yeah. I'm soppy for the little dude.
Off to bed. I can't miss him in my sleep!
Speaking of sleep. Last night, I had the most bizarre dream the prominently featured Plei, her DH and wee Tickybox.
Made even more bizarre by the fact that I've never even met them! Can photos influence the subconscious that much?