The New & Unproved Work/Job/Career Thread

[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]

I’m expecting a standard 2.5% raise bc this company is crap

[lennytheweedwhacker]

Got a 9.01% raise and 9.02% bonus. God is good.

[dad]

Got a 9.01% raise and 9.02% bonus. God is good.

may I have some money?

[lennytheweedwhacker]

Got a 9.01% raise and 9.02% bonus. God is good.

may I have some money?

I don’t have any.

[dad]

Got a 9.01% raise and 9.02% bonus. God is good.

may I have some money?

I don’t have any.

when you get some, may I have some of it?

[lennytheweedwhacker]

Got a 9.01% raise and 9.02% bonus. God is good.

may I have some money?

I don’t have any.

when you get some, may I have some of it?

I guess.

[lennytheweedwhacker]

[dad]

Is that your boss?

[lennytheweedwhacker]

Is that your boss?

No that’s Jorge

[Peeps]

Got a 9.01% raise and 9.02% bonus. God is good.

[lennytheweedwhacker]

Got a 9.01% raise and 9.02% bonus. God is good.

I wish!

Congrats, peoples.

[Peeps]

thank you lenny. if im being honest my fear at work is they are going to one day realize they hired me and get rid of me

[wease]

had my review and hit a 9% raise and a 9% bonus

yay me

NICE! Way to go man!

[wease]

My boss, the VP of the division has called all of us into corporate for a planning meeting and what will probably end up as an all around bitch session. But afterwards she’s taking us out to eat for a “celebratory dinner.” We’re all pretty much expecting damn good raises since it’s “celebratory”.

We’re trying to get her to take us here:

https://www.mstreetnashville.com/kayne-prime

[doug rr]

will you be ordering from their gluten free menu?

[wease]

Ha! No, I’ve got my eye on that Australian Wagyu Ribeye.

[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.

[doug rr]

every time I hit up a place I've never been to and they have tartare I'll try it

[wease]

You guys are stuck in the appetizers. I was looking at that tartare as well, but I’d really like to try that bone marrow.