Hah! Maybe the hope is that after you get that crap into them, they’ll turn Happy.
My job search continues to suck. Things I’m tired of:
Perfect jobs too far away.
People who post their “work at home!” scam ads.
99.9% of the companies in Calgary only wanting full-time employees. Open your minds a bit - see how useful part-timers could be. We only get paid for the time we work - we’re far more cost-effective than half of those coffee pot chatters you’ve got now.
99.9% of the jobs not being for me. Related - the one or two jobs I find each week that I’m interested in not calling me.
My own limitations - I hate that I can’t stand receptionist work. If I could tolerate it, I’d never be out of work. Everyone always needs receptionists, and I hate answering the fucking phone.
The establishment I mentioned in the “cursed restaurant thread” turned out to be a Thai place (not Indian as I said in the OP).
I had dinner there last night, and it was delicious! I had grilled trout, not what I think of as a traditional Thai dish. It was perhaps the best trout I’ve ever had in a restaurant; a large, whole fish done to perfection. Now I need to go back and try the curry!
Shhhhhhhhh - if word of the naked voodoo orgies get out, EVERYONE will want one. And the marks of the rubber bands on my fanny haven’t worn off from last time yet.
(The above post is a clear indication that I should not post while eating lunch and listening to Astrocreep 2000 at nose-bleed levels at the same time)
There are quite a few fish dishes that are considered part of Thai fare. Pla samlee and pla sam rot spring immediately to mind. (Pla means “fish,” with the P pronounced more like a B. Sam rot literally means “three flavors”; the A is the A in “car,” not “hat.”)