hey to all the usual suspects. it's good to see the foro up and running and all those good things. daeveed congrats for the fat a$$ job. will drop by again in the next few days: for the time being I'm pretty much sunk in all kinds of paperwork. Peace.
hey to all the usual suspects. it's good to see the foro up and running and all those good things. daeveed congrats for the fat a$$ job. will drop by again in the next few days: for the time being I'm pretty much sunk in all kinds of paperwork. Peace.
TV Buff wrote: @ Daeveed: See? that's more like it. NOW I have closure. Does the "her" mean you're having a sex change operation, just like Dogo? Or did they think you wer a girl just because you're a bit on the sissy side? No offense.
My theory is that my manager has a secret crush on me, and in order to avoid his latent homosexuality, he subconcsiously thinks of me as a girl.
-- Edited by Daeveed at 09:29, 2007-07-04
MY THEORY is that you're gay... like girly gay. And that's probably your manager's theory as well. Oh, and the world's.
TV Buff wrote: @ Daeveed: See? that's more like it. NOW I have closure. Does the "her" mean you're having a sex change operation, just like Dogo? Or did they think you wer a girl just because you're a bit on the sissy side? No offense.
My theory is that my manager has a secret crush on me, and in order to avoid his latent homosexuality, he subconcsiously thinks of me as a girl.
See? You can't do this. I need the full story. Can't you do a Chale and give us the whole story with all the gory details? Aren't you a cuento-writer? I need more than a one-liner. Like, how come you're quitting? where are you going? i thought you liked where you were. Is it Esther? Is Esther making you quit? It's Esther, isn't it? I knew the bit-ch was trouble.
No, Esther is a thing of the past now.
A couple of months ago I went for drinks with a Friend and +1, after a few of beers the conversation was (at most) boring. So my friend ordered a couple of Liquid Cocaine shots for everyone. After that, and a couple of minutes of senseless yelling, he told me that there was a position open in his company. I had to order another Liquid Cocaine when he told me what the pay was, and another for the vacation time...I didn't bother getting another one when he mentioned the amount of work hours per week, I just sat there and calculated that it was about two thirds of what I was currently working. So I told him "Get me the job biatch!". A couple of weeks after, he did. A couple of interviews, another couple of weeks, a sad emergency trip down south and back, until the offer came. Yesterday was my turn to quit my present 'yob'. It was the first time anybody had quit on my manager, so I think he was as shocked as I was nervous. He didn't ask too many questions, and wished me good luck. This morning he sent an email to everyone announcing my departure, but instead of writing "[...]we wish him all the best in his future endeavours[...]", he wrote "[...] we wish him all the best in her future endeavours[...]", because he had pasted the text from another email, which I assume it was for a woman. So when I got to work, after stopping by Tim Hortons to get my large double cream and sesame bagel with light cream cheese, he apologised in advance for the mistake, which he had promptly recalled. I start on July 30th.
hahahahahahahahahah
...oh and CONGRATS on the New Job....
hahahahaha
Buggy... it's yob, not job. Get with the foro lingo, birfday girl.
@ Daeveed: See? that's more like it. NOW I have closure. Does the "her" mean you're having a sex change operation, just like Dogo? Or did they think you wer a girl just because you're a bit on the sissy side? No offense.
Oh, and BTW, now that you'll be making a sh-itload of money, you can be my friend.
Very nicely done. I'm sure you're tired of hearing it, but again CONGRATS! I'm jealous, but in a good way. Way to go!
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See? You can't do this. I need the full story. Can't you do a Chale and give us the whole story with all the gory details? Aren't you a cuento-writer? I need more than a one-liner. Like, how come you're quitting? where are you going? i thought you liked where you were. Is it Esther? Is Esther making you quit? It's Esther, isn't it? I knew the bit-ch was trouble.
No, Esther is a thing of the past now.
A couple of months ago I went for drinks with a Friend and +1, after a few of beers the conversation was (at most) boring. So my friend ordered a couple of Liquid Cocaine shots for everyone. After that, and a couple of minutes of senseless yelling, he told me that there was a position open in his company. I had to order another Liquid Cocaine when he told me what the pay was, and another for the vacation time...I didn't bother getting another one when he mentioned the amount of work hours per week, I just sat there and calculated that it was about two thirds of what I was currently working. So I told him "Get me the job biatch!". A couple of weeks after, he did. A couple of interviews, another couple of weeks, a sad emergency trip down south and back, until the offer came. Yesterday was my turn to quit my present 'yob'. It was the first time anybody had quit on my manager, so I think he was as shocked as I was nervous. He didn't ask too many questions, and wished me good luck. This morning he sent an email to everyone announcing my departure, but instead of writing "[...]we wish him all the best in his future endeavours[...]", he wrote "[...] we wish him all the best in her future endeavours[...]", because he had pasted the text from another email, which I assume it was for a woman. So when I got to work, after stopping by Tim Hortons to get my large double cream and sesame bagel with light cream cheese, he apologised in advance for the mistake, which he had promptly recalled. I start on July 30th.
hahahahahahahahahah
...oh and CONGRATS on the New Job....
hahahahaha
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See? You can't do this. I need the full story. Can't you do a Chale and give us the whole story with all the gory details? Aren't you a cuento-writer? I need more than a one-liner. Like, how come you're quitting? where are you going? i thought you liked where you were. Is it Esther? Is Esther making you quit? It's Esther, isn't it? I knew the bit-ch was trouble.
No, Esther is a thing of the past now.
A couple of months ago I went for drinks with a Friend and +1, after a few of beers the conversation was (at most) boring. So my friend ordered a couple of Liquid Cocaine shots for everyone. After that, and a couple of minutes of senseless yelling, he told me that there was a position open in his company. I had to order another Liquid Cocaine when he told me what the pay was, and another for the vacation time...I didn't bother getting another one when he mentioned the amount of work hours per week, I just sat there and calculated that it was about two thirds of what I was currently working. So I told him "Get me the job biatch!". A couple of weeks after, he did. A couple of interviews, another couple of weeks, a sad emergency trip down south and back, until the offer came. Yesterday was my turn to quit my present 'yob'. It was the first time anybody had quit on my manager, so I think he was as shocked as I was nervous. He didn't ask too many questions, and wished me good luck. This morning he sent an email to everyone announcing my departure, but instead of writing "[...]we wish him all the best in his future endeavours[...]", he wrote "[...] we wish him all the best in her future endeavours[...]", because he had pasted the text from another email, which I assume it was for a woman. So when I got to work, after stopping by Tim Hortons to get my large double cream and sesame bagel with light cream cheese, he apologised in advance for the mistake, which he had promptly recalled. I start on July 30th.
I feel less stressed now. But I still need a joint.
See? You can't do this. I need the full story. Can't you do a Chale and give us the whole story with all the gory details? Aren't you a cuento-writer? I need more than a one-liner. Like, how come you're quitting? where are you going? i thought you liked where you were. Is it Esther? Is Esther making you quit? It's Esther, isn't it? I knew the bit-ch was trouble.
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I feel less stressed now. But I still need a joint.
So now is your two weeks? or are you on holidays for 2 weeks?
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I'm stressed about the "tira y afloja" that's going to happen when I tell them, because they'll try to keep me here, and I just hate saying "no thanks, no thanks, no thanks"
Plus they're going to make me work like crazy for the last two weeks to finish all my tasks, and I'm not used to working when I come to work, so it's going to be stressful.
If they offer you more money, will you stay?
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I'm stressed about the "tira y afloja" that's going to happen when I tell them, because they'll try to keep me here, and I just hate saying "no thanks, no thanks, no thanks"
Plus they're going to make me work like crazy for the last two weeks to finish all my tasks, and I'm not used to working when I come to work, so it's going to be stressful.
Congrats! and don't worry. If you haven't told them, do so in a professional manner. You're entitled to move up in your career even if it is elsewhere.
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hey to all the usual suspects. it's good to see the foro up and running and all those good things. daeveed congrats for the fat a$$ job. will drop by again in the next few days: for the time being I'm pretty much sunk in all kinds of paperwork. Peace.
And that's probably your manager's theory as well. Oh, and the world's.
