daft twat wrote:As a side note, I never go for the free lunches. The cost of having to associate with the entire staff, especially as they greedily eat more than they need, is way too high a price.
I just hate the food. I’m that weirdo that will go out and grab lunch the minute a meeting with free lunch catered in lets out.
you're too good for potbelly?
they always order it with cheese and mayo
Cheese= yummy
Mayo= yucko
Let me tell you, Homer Simpson is cock of nothing!
- C. Montgomery Burns
daft twat wrote:As a side note, I never go for the free lunches. The cost of having to associate with the entire staff, especially as they greedily eat more than they need, is way too high a price.
I just hate the food. I’m that weirdo that will go out and grab lunch the minute a meeting with free lunch catered in lets out.
you're too good for potbelly?
they always order it with cheese and mayo
Cheese= yummy
Mayo= yucko
I normally like cheese. And I can tolerate it on sandwiches. But not mixed with mayo.
Carl Sandburg wrote:There is a wolf in me . . . fangs pointed for tearing gashes . . . a red tongue for raw meat . . . and the hot lapping of blood—I keep this wolf because the wilderness gave it to me and the wilderness will not let it go.
There is a fox in me . . . a silver-gray fox . . . I sniff and guess . . . I pick things out of the wind and air . . . I nose in the dark night and take sleepers and eat them and hide the feathers . . . I circle and loop and double-cross.
There is a hog in me . . . a snout and a belly . . . a machinery for eating and grunting . . . a machinery for sleeping satisfied in the sun—I got this too from the wilderness and the wilderness will not let it go.
There is a fish in me . . . I know I came from salt-blue water-gates . . . I scurried with shoals of herring . . . I blew waterspouts with porpoises . . . before land was . . . before the water went down . . . before Noah . . . before the first chapter of Genesis.
There is a baboon in me . . . clambering-clawed . . . dog-faced . . . yawping a galoot's hunger . . . hairy under the armpits . . . here are the hawk-eyed hankering men . . . here are the blonde and blue-eyed women . . . here they hide curled asleep waiting . . . ready to snarl and kill . . . ready to sing and give milk . . . waiting—I keep the baboon because the wilderness says so.
There is an eagle in me and a mockingbird . . . and the eagle flies among the Rocky Mountains of my dreams and fights among the Sierra crags of what I want . . . and the mockingbird warbles in the early forenoon before the dew is gone, warbles in the underbrush of my Chattanoogas of hope, gushes over the blue Ozark foothills of my wishes—And I got the eagle and the mockingbird from the wilderness.
O, I got a zoo, I got a menagerie, inside my ribs, under my bony head, under my red-valve heart—and I got something else: it is a man-child heart, a woman-child heart: it is a father and mother and lover: it came from God-Knows-Where: it is going to God-Knows-Where—For I am the keeper of the zoo: I say yes and no: I sing and kill and work: I am a pal of the world: I came from the wilderness.
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daft twat wrote:As a side note, I never go for the free lunches. The cost of having to associate with the entire staff, especially as they greedily eat more than they need, is way too high a price.
I just hate the food. I’m that weirdo that will go out and grab lunch the minute a meeting with free lunch catered in lets out.
you're too good for potbelly?
they always order it with cheese and mayo
Cheese= yummy
Mayo= yucko
I normally like cheese. And I can tolerate it on sandwiches. But not mixed with mayo.
That’s because mayo is the devil’s splooge and shouldn’t be used at all.
Let me tell you, Homer Simpson is cock of nothing!
- C. Montgomery Burns
A mother at her school wants her kid to be enrolled in services to address a learning disability. So, the principal pulls together the 5 necessary teachers to have the meeting, but the parents asks to reschedule because they time they set interferes with her yoga class. She actually told them that she is taking yoga. Not "I have a conflict." She said, "I'm taking a yoga class at that time."
So after coordinating the schedule for 6 other people, this person now wants them all to reschedule because it conflicts with HER leisure time. Fuck her. She obviously doesn’t care enough to do what it takes to help her own kid. Entitled bitch.
Yes. And this is public school. She's not obligated to give a reason. She could have said she had a commitment. She could have lied and said anything. But she went with, "I'll be prioritizing yoga over both your time and my child's well being."
Everything's perfectly all right now. We're fine. We're all fine here, now, thank you. How are you?
A mother at her school wants her kid to be enrolled in services to address a learning disability. So, the principal pulls together the 5 necessary teachers to have the meeting, but the parents asks to reschedule because they time they set interferes with her yoga class. She actually told them that she is taking yoga. Not "I have a conflict." She said, "I'm taking a yoga class at that time."
So after coordinating the schedule for 6 other people, this person now wants them all to reschedule because it conflicts with HER leisure time. Fuck her. She obviously doesn’t care enough to do what it takes to help her own kid. Entitled bitch.
Yes. And this is public school. She's not obligated to give a reason. She could have said she had a commitment. She could have lied and said anything. But she went with, "I'll be prioritizing yoga over both your time and my child's well being."
I feel bad for her kid, but fuck her.
Let me tell you, Homer Simpson is cock of nothing!
- C. Montgomery Burns
First day back at school. There were donuts out in a common area this morning (no announcement of any kind) and cookies in the afternoon (announced as a reward for completing a bullshit task). I had neither in honor of B’s wife’s trauma and the fact that I added 10 lbs of blubber to my frame this summer and need to get it sorted.
Fake laughter. Big, showy, exaggerated fake laughter. I can't bear it. It's why I can't stand watching Jimmy Fallon interviews, or the show Impractical Jokers (one of those fuckers always throws himself on the floor fake-laughing)
For example, the bearded guy in this painfully unfunny clip the algorithm just fed to me. I guess he's the host of whatever show this is?
Anders wrote:I do not have a «neoliberal assessment of geopolitics», so please stop writing that I do.
