Here is what makes me want to stab somebody: I fixed SO MANY errors in the stuff people gave me last night! But not all of them, so that's what is noticed. I would love to be able to reply, "Sure, I missed that one thing, but you gave me the key person's name spelled wrong! AND his bio was a year out of date!"
Natter 71: Someone is wrong on the Internet
Off-topic discussion. Wanna talk about corsets, duct tape, or physics? This is the place. Detailed discussion of any current-season TV must be whitefonted.
I fixed SO MANY errors in the stuff people gave me last night! But not all of them, so that's what is noticed.
Yeah, but that's what happens when you rush jobs. Also, you can stab them in your mind.
Maybe just with a sharp pencil in the ribs.
Right, I mean, obviously this is what happens when you don't have time for a second review of anything.
does your place start with S-P-E?
No, no it doesn't. But now I'm extra paranoid that one day they're going to tell us "Dress properly! Outsider alert!" and I'll go up to the cool floor and bon will be there looking all official and professional.
I have no idea why you're in the same field as me, but from a (yet another) different angle.
Twelve.
Twelve.
Twelve.
Scola dozens down.
So many twelves today. It's out of control!
I'm looking at the tracking for a FedEx package that was shipped to me from Long Island. It went from Ronkonkoma to Newark, and then on a plane to Memphis, back to Newark, and then finally to Brooklyn for delivery.
I'm looking at the tracking for a FedEx package that was shipped to me from Long Island. It went from Ronkonkoma to Newark, and then on a plane to Memphis, back to Newark, and then finally to Brooklyn for delivery.
So many twelves today. It's out of control!
Right? I feel like I should celebrate by buying dozens of things. Eggs! Doughnuts! And then I run out of ideas.