It's quite a stressfull time at the moment: FIL in hospital ~ not looking too good. Purchasing my flat with Man which involves solicitors, legal shit, making wills and a whole lot of honesty. Son's holiday plans fell through which just brings a whole lot of teen angst into the mix. And tomorrow I need to get another job! ~ I will not work in a place that doesn't allow laughter. Emails and texts me on my days off with stupid protestations about me putting a sign up on the bar. And insists on having a bell instead of a maraca! Sorry it's a rant but why can't you combine work with fun? ETA ~ that's why when I read the email from work tonight a load of Klingon expletives came out.
One that should have a maraca! All I did was put a sign up on the bar to summon attention with a pic of me and the maraca saying "all you need to shake for attention around here is me!" What the hell is wrong with that?
I meant this part: "Shake me for attention!" or "Need attention? Shake me!" are much more to the point.
No ~ because lots of the old golfers used to shake their booty at me and I wanted to discourage this! It disturbed me
admit it, you were let go for decapitating your annoying boss in front of the underlings and serving her blood as a sauce for some gagh
When you are a mouth brathing, booger picking, hot pocket eating, convention geek mope posting from your mom's basement.