My job is still going to school. And I don't really plan to do anything else the next 3 years. <p>------------------
"Swamp leeches! Everybody check for swamp leeches! Nobody got hit?! I'm the only one, what's the deal?!"
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that's the attitude, dignan! ;) I guess that's possible in Germnay as the Government funds University, right? or so my German guy says. <p><!--EZCODE HR START--><hr /><!--EZCODE HR END-->I am a parcel of vain strivings tied/ By a chance bond together (Thoreau)</p>

<!--EZCODE QUOTE START--><blockquote><strong><em>Quote:</em></strong><hr>who knew naomi campbell was so thoughtful??? all i ever read is how she's a major league bitch...<hr></blockquote><!--EZCODE QUOTE END-->

Ha! Did you know that the model Naomi Campbell has put out a line of beauty products called Naomagic?

Guess who's got a new nickname? ;)

gold.


i served a guy today who's name was/is (i looked on his credit card...) get this.... Wayne Kerr.

what parent could be so cruel?
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how did an asshole like bob get such a great kitchen?</p>

Mr Wayne Kerr?

:lol That is cruel.

The worst name I've heard, although not quite as cruel just funny, is this posh PR girl I've had to deal with several times. Her name: Tiggy Tonks.

I felt like such a fool asking to speak to Tiggy Tonks please.

Oh, I can't STAND the name Tiggs. I know a couple, and they're both pretentious as fuck.

Wayne Kerr. That took me a moment. heh. I know a John Thomas.

I had to deal with a 'Rainbow" when working with contacts in Vancouver. For those of you not from Canada, vancouver is the California of Canada so the name seemd a kind of cliché of leftover flower-child-ness.

A colleague and I decided tha the upside of it was that upon arrival in Vancouver, we would have a 'contact' to get us what we needed ;) or at least she would know someone who would have some.

Rainbow turned out to be an uber-conservative gal and not a great contact in any way. So .. names can be misleading.
<p><!--EZCODE HR START--><hr /><!--EZCODE HR END-->I am a parcel of vain strivings tied/ By a chance bond together (Thoreau)</p>

i know a guy named Forrest Sparow. isn't that sad? he's an alumnus i was suposed to contact as soon as i arrived to my dorm. i thought it was a stupid joke they were playing on the freshmen, but apparently that's his honest to god name. in romanian of course (codru vrabie).

poor guy... <p>____________
"...nor do I think it’s very intelligent to keep an electrical gadget on the edge of the bathtub."</p>

My job is a daily exercise in tedium. I listen when people want to complain about their Sprint phone. If it's something I can help them with, I try to, assuming they can follow simple instructions (that is <!--EZCODE ITALIC START--><em>not</em><!--EZCODE ITALIC END--> a safe assumption). If I can't help, I apologize, and grit my teeth while they yell and scream for 15-30 minutes... on average. Unfortunately, since most of the calls are something along the lines of, "I'm sitting in my basement, where I've covered all the windows with tinfoil, and the antenna on my phone just broke off. I can't get a signal! Fix it! Fix it!" I often end up just listening to them holler. Every once in a while, someone exceptionally stupid entertains me with their buffoonery. Like the call I just took.

Her: This phone ain't got no gospel music on it? I wanna know how I get my gospel music on it?

Me: You mean, you'd like to download gospel music ringtones?

Her (irritated): Yeah...

Me: May I have your ten-digit Sprint phone number, please?

Her: (gives the number, minus the area code)

Me: The <!--EZCODE ITALIC START--><em>complete</em><!--EZCODE ITALIC END--> number, please?

Her: That <!--EZCODE ITALIC START--><em>is</em><!--EZCODE ITALIC END--> my complete number?

And it went on like that for about ten minutes. The reason you see so many question marks up there is because she was one of those people who places the emphasis at the end of every sentence, as if she isn't quite sure that she means what she's saying.

I love my job? <p><!--EZCODE HR START--><hr /><!--EZCODE HR END-->Build a man a fire, and he'll be warm for a day. Set a man on fire, and he'll be warm for the rest of his life.</p>

@chelseagirl:

No, the Government is not funding the universitys anymore. They stopped that about a week ago. Now everyone has to pay for it. <p>------------------
"Swamp leeches! Everybody check for swamp leeches! Nobody got hit?! I'm the only one, what's the deal?!"
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Ugh, I lost a job interview today! It was for a little coffeehouse. I got all dressed up and sleek and after a minute of describing myself, I was turned down because it apparently takes a month to learn how to make all their drinks. Since I am leaving in mid-August, they said I would be a waste of time.

The interviewer liked my personality though.

Just a tip... never tell a potential employer you will only be able to work for a couple months. When you need to quit, just quit and make a good excuse.

Yeah, I thought of that, but I think it would be impossible for them to not know (through talking to me and the school dates I put on the application) that I was a kid just trying to make some bucks before leaving for college in the fall.

I think I will end up working at one of those Super Targets. There is one less than two miles from my house and my friend who works there said that they hire basically anyone 18 and over.

This dude I know just got a three-week summer camp job, being a counselor for little people. Might be more fun than Target. (Trust me.)

He's not going to school. He's just going to Amsterdam.

I applied for something like that last summer. I went to the interview and everything and thought I would get it since I had experience with the kiddies from the library, but nope, I didn't get it.

And the pay rate was $11 an hour!