The New & Unproved Work/Job/Career Thread

[wease]

I’m waiting here until 4 for you. If not for that, my weekend would’ve already started

[spike]

Okay I’m two hours away. See you then.

[wease]

Welp. Looks like this 4:00 is leaving me high and dry.

[spike]

I’m here, did you leave?

[wease]

Out the door at 4:01

[The Argonaut]

Wease, are you familiar with the concept of a common denominator?

[spike]

I hit traffic, not my fault.

[wease]

Yes, Argo, I know how to do math with fractions.

[wease]

I hit traffic, not my fault.

It never is…

I actually did have a gal the other day that got hit on the way to our interview. She called and explained everything and was only about 20 minutes late. I hired her.

[tommy]

I hit traffic, not my fault.

It never is…

I actually did have a gal the other day that got hit on the way to our interview. She called and explained everything and was only about 20 minutes late. I hired her.

I would never hire an unlucky person

[spike]

I hit traffic, not my fault.

It never is…

I actually did have a gal the other day that got hit on the way to our interview. She called and explained everything and was only about 20 minutes late. I hired her.

Did you ask to see her car to verify the damage?

[wease]

I hit traffic, not my fault.

It never is…

I actually did have a gal the other day that got hit on the way to our interview. She called and explained everything and was only about 20 minutes late. I hired her.

Did you ask to see her car to verify the damage?

I didn’t ask but I did see it.

[spike]

I hit traffic, not my fault.

It never is…

I actually did have a gal the other day that got hit on the way to our interview. She called and explained everything and was only about 20 minutes late. I hired her.

Did you ask to see her car to verify the damage?

I didn’t ask but I did see it.

[Bammer]

Wease, are you familiar with the concept of a common denominator?

[coptheriotact]

Got this email from the subject matter expert today

[spike]

Got this email from the subject matter expert today

friend, is this your descent into the garbage dump?

[coptheriotact]

yes, its nice to be in the bin

[wease]

So over the last couple of weeks a colleague has announced that he has gotten another position with a different company. I volunteered to take over his area and one of my subordinates get promoted and take over 3 of the 4 centers I’m currently over. My boss really appreciated me coming up with a plan to get everything covered and so after all is said and done my plan is going into effect. The bad part is that I’ll be over all 8 centers for about a month or more due to my replacement having personal obligations that keep her tied up til the beginning of May. The good news is I’ll now be over the 2 most profitable centers from last year so hopefully the potential for more bonuses is there. The better news is my boss called me today and told me I’ll be getting a 9% raise which I totally didn’t expect.

[tragabigzanda]

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.

[bodysnatcher]

Awesome wease
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