I sit by the phone, day in and day out, like a high school girl before the prom. Ring, damn you. I pick it up and call the Secretary. "Is this damn thing working?" "Forget it, and get back to work", she chides me.
I have grown weary of the wait, and simply want an answer. A trip to Men's Wearhouse, or hotshirts.com is on the line.
Oh well, maybe tomorrow.
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"Control the things you can control, maggot. Let everything else take a flying fuck at you, and if you must go down, go down with your guns blazing."
-- Cort (The Drawing of the Three)
Never heard of that movie. Sounds a little intriguing.
I suspect the only negative they've found on you is your membership in TNTalk ... might want to let them know you will resign your membership if promoted ...
Not a movie... YET anyway. It's the second book in the Dark Tower series.
Another day passes, and no word. Hope is fading.
Thanks Tammy...I had a chat with myself last night as I picked up poop-sicles. Many would love to have my current job (not specimen collecting, but my real job). Don't let pride diminish one's blessings. If I can pick up dog crap every night, I can sure take a load of bullshit from the Workplace.
Al, by God, I had not thought of my connection to TNTalk. Rest assured you and the gang will be blamed if this does not work out.
I am reminded, all too often at our TNTalk meetings, of Al Swearengen's quote in Deadwood:
How does Hearst hope to defeat me? Allied as I am with the imbecile, the contemptible, and the promiscuous f**king insane.
Still no word. What the hell...there are two days left in the month. Clearly no hurry.
Said screw it today, and went to Lakeridge for a round of golf. The good news is, if the "imbeciles" make the wrong choice, I will have plenty more afternoons of golf in my future.
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