Thanks to my job, I now know that there's male enhancement underwear called Cocksox.
Thanks to my job, I now know that the SEC requires companies to publicly disclose their use of conflict minerals that originated in the Democratic Republic of the Congo (DRC) or an adjoining country.
I really need to run away to Vegas soon.
Thanks to my job, I now know how to set up tax requirements in Iowa for an employee.
I MIGHT HAVE A NANNY!!!
Holding my breath....
ION, my sister sent me an email where she says, "...I wish I had a Medusa head - a co-worker just saw a mouse and I want to turn it to stone!"
I love my sister.
aurelia, I love you. My family used to do word games like that on every summer car trip ever; reading about Nancy Yancey just gave me such a visceral wave of... not just nostalgia, but SUMMER, and the car bouncing over crummy road and the dog sticking her nose in the air vent and Lake Tahoe off in the distance. It was like deeply concentrated 99% pure distilled essence of summer in one quick moment. I seriously think I'm going to be summer-giddy all day. Thank you for that, so much!
Aw JZ, glad I could evoke that warm fuzzy for you.
NO ONE BREATHE!!! I MIGHT HAVE A NANNY!!!
I am very much down with that plan, thanks to the person sitting next to me on the train.
msbelle,
um, can you let me know when I can breathe again? k thanx bai.
ok, breathe. we have a verbal agreement and she will start on Monday.