As of about an hour ago, my last shift at the library ended and I am now in the job market once again. Now is that fun time between jobs where all my time is now spent filling out applications, waiting for phone calls from prospective employers.
It’s also time for me to restart my nightlife. I’m pretty much nocturnal if I can manage it so I think I see a second shift job in my future. The perfect shift. Starts late enough to stay up late and ends early enough to still find something fun to do.
But for now, Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!. Time to kick back and start some hardcore slacking off. Right now I am currently listening to some very fine reggae, compliments of work(fringe benefits at this job were great) and being stuck at the college. I don’t have a ride home and I really don’t feel like taking the bus home.
Hey, If anyone knows of a way to get some cash money’s without doing actual work please let me know.
Well thats about the end of it. Yeah pretty pointless but I got time to kill.
My God, man. Look at all the different threads, here - this place is a treasure-trove for a motivated blackmailer!
Seems like everyone here has some kink or another - exploit them!
They goat connection? Threaten to drag it out of the closet - that’s SURE to get the ducats flowing in!
Just, please - leave me out of it. I don’t even want a cut of your action. Just knowing I helped is reward enough.
What the hell are you talking about?? Did you post that by mistake?
I was just thinking that blackmail doesn’t count as “work,” per se. Well, you don’t have to wear a tie, anyway, unless you want to. No name badges, either.
The worst part of modifying all the goddamn resumes is that you end up thinking that you wouldn’t hire you on a bet. I’m so sick of reading about myself and trying to come up with new language to fit a job description, I could puke. At least I’m drawing unemployment, which isn’t much of a consolation.
Ok that makes a lot more sense. I’ve been on no sleep mode the last few days so not much is making sense today. Except the venison I just had. It was scrumtrelescent. But I wouldn’t be above a little black mail. Or some con-artist type stuff. If I could only figure out how…