Tempitis
I just got off the phone with Katie who informed me that I haven't updated my blog in several days once again. I do apologize to all my loyal fans who visit my blog for their daily entertainment. By the way Katie, I think you should move down here by me. *hint hint*
I just got back from my TWO HOUR interview with the college. It went fantastic. By fantastic I mean superbly-awesomely-I-want-to-dance-naked-in-the-street-with-llamas fantastic. I got a tour of the college, met my new (future?) co-workers, visited my new (future?)office, and got interviewed by four different people. I'll find out within a week. If it went as well as I believe it did, I got the job. However I have been wrong before.
I can't wait to get out of my shitty temp job. I work with some real characters. I made a list for your convinience:
Pervert boy: This guy is 35 years old but checks out every female like a 15 year old horny boy. He literally gazes from head to toe and back up. I've seen him almost fall out of his chair when he twists his neck to check out a fine piece of ass. He also breathes heavily all the time like he just ran a mile. He annoys the living hell out of me.
Lumberg: This guy is an albino Lumberg. He talks nonstop in the ssslllloooowwww Lumberg voice. He wears "swishy" pants to work every day. Yeah, I work in an office and he's wearing workout clothing.
Mr. Ed: This dude just got canned, but he's a character I couldn't leave out. He's a farm boy from Minnesota. He constantly talks about the farm and how his parents are lost without him. He's about 6'7 and extremely thin, I also call him Lurch. He eats raw baby carrots all day every day and looks like a horse while doing so. Many days he also smells like a barn.
Duh-Girl: This girl is lost. She's always reading those baby magazines and going "ooooh, aaaaah" over nasty little babies. She also thought that the Mackinaw bridge connected Chicago to Detroit. That was a disgusting moment in time.
I suffer from a disease un-commonly known as "tempitis". This occurs after a month or so of temp work when you realize that your brain is turning to mush and that you are really just a lowly paid mule. Other symptoms are: a glazed fixed stare into the computer screen, excessive consumption of Krispy Kremes, and an unusual hate for the 10-key pad on the keyboard.
This is why I HATE Yahoo Messenger:
dumbass: Give a name to my penis...
Julie: tiniest object ever known in the history of mankind
dumbass: lol
dumbass: that would be an atom
Julie: no that would be your penis
dumbass: stop admiring it!
dumbass: and let me see your pussy...
Julie: maybe when hell freezes over and you get rid of those nasty open sores covering your body
dumbass: haha the devil shoudnt piss a woman off
dumbass: even he'd be in trouble
Julie: how about you find yourself a whole in the wall and go fuck it
I just got back from my TWO HOUR interview with the college. It went fantastic. By fantastic I mean superbly-awesomely-I-want-to-dance-naked-in-the-street-with-llamas fantastic. I got a tour of the college, met my new (future?) co-workers, visited my new (future?)office, and got interviewed by four different people. I'll find out within a week. If it went as well as I believe it did, I got the job. However I have been wrong before.
I can't wait to get out of my shitty temp job. I work with some real characters. I made a list for your convinience:
Pervert boy: This guy is 35 years old but checks out every female like a 15 year old horny boy. He literally gazes from head to toe and back up. I've seen him almost fall out of his chair when he twists his neck to check out a fine piece of ass. He also breathes heavily all the time like he just ran a mile. He annoys the living hell out of me.
Lumberg: This guy is an albino Lumberg. He talks nonstop in the ssslllloooowwww Lumberg voice. He wears "swishy" pants to work every day. Yeah, I work in an office and he's wearing workout clothing.
Mr. Ed: This dude just got canned, but he's a character I couldn't leave out. He's a farm boy from Minnesota. He constantly talks about the farm and how his parents are lost without him. He's about 6'7 and extremely thin, I also call him Lurch. He eats raw baby carrots all day every day and looks like a horse while doing so. Many days he also smells like a barn.
Duh-Girl: This girl is lost. She's always reading those baby magazines and going "ooooh, aaaaah" over nasty little babies. She also thought that the Mackinaw bridge connected Chicago to Detroit. That was a disgusting moment in time.
I suffer from a disease un-commonly known as "tempitis". This occurs after a month or so of temp work when you realize that your brain is turning to mush and that you are really just a lowly paid mule. Other symptoms are: a glazed fixed stare into the computer screen, excessive consumption of Krispy Kremes, and an unusual hate for the 10-key pad on the keyboard.
This is why I HATE Yahoo Messenger:
dumbass: Give a name to my penis...
Julie: tiniest object ever known in the history of mankind
dumbass: lol
dumbass: that would be an atom
Julie: no that would be your penis
dumbass: stop admiring it!
dumbass: and let me see your pussy...
Julie: maybe when hell freezes over and you get rid of those nasty open sores covering your body
dumbass: haha the devil shoudnt piss a woman off
dumbass: even he'd be in trouble
Julie: how about you find yourself a whole in the wall and go fuck it
COMMENTS
Best of luck with your interview and getting the job, Julie!
10:15 PM-Melissa
"I want you to put the new cover sheets on the TPS reports. Thats what we're doing now. Did you get that memo? I'll see to it that you get that memo again."
11:45 PMThanks for updating Julie!! Good luck with the job I know you will get it. My prediction you will hear on Tuesday. Why Tuesday you ask? Well Tuesday just seems like a nice day. As for the characters you work with. Try the ones at my office (and I dont mean my consumers, they are normal compared to the so called professionals!)
9:42 AM-Katie :)
Thanks Melissa! I have ANOTHER interview tomorrow morning.
9:34 PMJJ, I really don't want another memo about the TPS reports. I have it right here.
Katie, tuesday is a great day. I garauntee that I will have a job by tuesday. How do I know that? Because I already have the job. *winks* I'm just to lazy to update right now.