OTOH, don't listen to me about anything, I just set my toaster oven on fire. Making toast.
Did you know fire extinguisher have expiration dates?
It's out now, I'll worry about whether the toaster oven is ruined or salvageable later...
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.
OTOH, don't listen to me about anything, I just set my toaster oven on fire. Making toast.
Did you know fire extinguisher have expiration dates?
It's out now, I'll worry about whether the toaster oven is ruined or salvageable later...
Eh, I am continuously startled by the passing of time, it has nothing to do with pretending to be young.
Yeah, that.
Also, at work I've found it useful to throw out references to things from a long time ago, so people realize what a "seasoned professional" I actually am.
Ha! I like that.
Also, at work I've found it useful to throw out references to things from a long time ago, so people realize what a "seasoned professional" I actually am.
This is exactly why I keep telling the people at work about dinosaur evolution.
NO ONE WOULD BELIEVE YOU ARE THAT OLD, BILLYTEA.
But seriously, when I tell people my first job in NYC didn't have email, they totally recast me in their heads.
one of my tasks as an intern was making real paper copies of the faxes.
good times. also, kids totally confused by what I mean.
I have been a responsible worker for 45 minutes this morning, I think it is time to stop this nonsense.
billytea totally wiped out the dinosaurs. On the internet, no one knows you're an asteroid.
I do get annoyed when people much younger than me are all "I'm so old", but that seems like a different thing from "how can it be so long since" whatever.
NO ONE WOULD BELIEVE YOU ARE THAT OLD, BILLYTEA.
I am not 100% sure, but I think Ryan retains a suspicion that my discussions of dinosaurs are based on first-hand knowledge.
OK, I am dressed, I have something to eat for lunch, time to make the donuts.
I would much rather be actually making donuts than going item by item through a retailers assortment and trying to decipher their sales plan, which is what I mostly have to look forward to today. So it goes. Maybe I will make donuts tomorrow.
On the internet, no one knows you're an asteroid.
Oh, they'll find out soon enough.
Off to rename my Wifi connection "Chicxulub Crater".