They Gave Me An Artificial Heart!
Ok so the synthesized consensus is cut and run by saying they tried to do experimental surgery on me. I'm glad no one felt the need to lecture me on responsibility for compeleting one's tasks or whatever. That has never been my forte.
Today I am going to talk to temp boss about whether I am coming back next week. And early, so that if she grants me merciful freedom, I can harass those lazy deadbeats at the agency into finding me another job for which I am pitifully overqualified. A job which I will screen more thoroughly before I accept it. And if I am coming back next week, she needs to understand that it's only until Thursday at 4pm, because I decided weeks ago that this is the weekend I'm going to NYC to see my stupid friend that I totally hate, and also go to a wedding, where I will cry like a baby even though I barely know the people involved. This is a recent, disturbing development, which I feel makes it look to other guests as though perhaps I used to sleep with the groom.
Also today they are having ice cream at 4 to celebrate something or other. Hooray for ice cream! If they don't let me bill for that, I'm quitting on the spot. Right after I finish my ice cream of course. Socializing with the staff is totally job-related.
Today I am going to talk to temp boss about whether I am coming back next week. And early, so that if she grants me merciful freedom, I can harass those lazy deadbeats at the agency into finding me another job for which I am pitifully overqualified. A job which I will screen more thoroughly before I accept it. And if I am coming back next week, she needs to understand that it's only until Thursday at 4pm, because I decided weeks ago that this is the weekend I'm going to NYC to see my stupid friend that I totally hate, and also go to a wedding, where I will cry like a baby even though I barely know the people involved. This is a recent, disturbing development, which I feel makes it look to other guests as though perhaps I used to sleep with the groom.
Also today they are having ice cream at 4 to celebrate something or other. Hooray for ice cream! If they don't let me bill for that, I'm quitting on the spot. Right after I finish my ice cream of course. Socializing with the staff is totally job-related.
posted by feithline @ 7:10 AM
2 Comments:
At 4:51 PM,
Anonymous said…
good luck finding a comfy temp job. and screw that stupid friend, i hope you get smashed at that wedding and embarrass the hell out of him/her. just make sure you don't pull a "jane doe"
At 9:44 AM,
feithline said…
Haha my favorite part of that article is that the lawyers got to submit this to a court: "'[i]t's like watching seven hours of porn and not jerking off.'" I hope I too can one day use that as part of a legal argument.
Just to be clear, I'm seeing my stupid lame bitch friend on Friday only, because she couldn't be bothered to commit to plans in a 6 month window, then going to a wedding for some perfectly nice people on Saturday. Although I do intend to get crazy drunk since they're thoughtfully providing shuttle service back to the hotel.
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