Just smile and nod. Smile and nod.
I have a job interview this afternoon. I hate interviewing. I hate the questions they ask. I hate meeting 30 people all at once. And I really hate starting a new job. Iām so anxious I might vomit on her desk.
I will print these words first thing tomorrow morning and stick them on top of my monitor. Thanks for that!
Oh and i should add an image of Twisty the clown from American Horror Story.
Especially if itās the janitor wanting to check his email to find out if he won janitor of the year
Chill, you can do it, just think as soon as itās over you can go to your car and vape yourself blind on the way home. pat yourself on the back thatās from me now imagine a reassuring voice saying you can do it all you have to do is be yourself and WOW the hell out of em
Oh she will, she always does! Itās so far away from the house with a bunch of road construction in between so she doesnāt really want it anyway. Well unless they pay enough.
Good luck beaut! Youāll nail it
Thanks! I think it went alright. One of the stranger interviews Iāve been on. He asked questions like āif you could be an animal, what animal would you be and why?ā After I stopped āwhat the fuck?!?ā from coming out of my mouth, I answered āfrogs, I like frogs. That way I could be in the water and on land for the versatility. And Iād be able to jump really far.ā Iām not sure that was the correct answer, but thatās what I had with me at the time.
My husbandās old boss said he asks questions like that just to fuck with people!
I figured itās just to see how quickly I can think on my feet. The worse question was āwhat celebrity do you want to meet and what do you want to say to them?ā Because I DONāT CARE about celebrities at all. I couldnāt think of anyone except George fucking Lucas. So he asked why Iād want to meet him. And I said, āI donāt.ā
Lmfao
I deal with chronic pain and also deal with A LOT of red tape with getting medications. I have gone through unnecessary withdrawals on quite a few occasions due to the red tape. Thatās NOT fun, especially when dealing with severe pain. Iāve been treated like an addict and a junkie on many occasions at pharmacies trying to get prescriptions filled! And now the new laws in Pennsylvania make it so hard for chronic pain sufferers to get their medication from doctors for fear of being told they are writing too many narcotic prescriptions by the state. Random drug testing for all regular users of narcotics, done by your doctor, are part of the law. These laws were meant to make it harder for drug abusers to get meds and meant to lead to less meth addiction because apparently thatās what we ALL turn when pain killers just donāt cut it! The junkies can still get what they need. The patients who are responsible are suffering! Itās just crazy!
I can relate to this as well. After my BFF had her total knee replacement and was released from the hospital, I had to help her galavant all over Central Indiana trying to find a pharmacy that had enough of pain medicine to fill her Rx. In our county, each pharmacy is only allowed an allotment of narcotics each month. However, I could theoretically still walk across the street and have ample access to narcotics, meth, and heroin at any given time. The law doesnāt work.
Itās almost that bad here in CA as well. Iāve done that Red Tape Shuffle more times than I want to even think about(Just did it again this last month) and Iāve got one of the more āliberalā insurance companies. My Doc told me of a patient that was denied coverage of ibuprofen. Yes, the insurance company was more than willing to pay for Schedule II narcotics, but god forbid they shell out for some fucking Advil.
Pardon my French, itās been a rough month. Thankfully, I planned ahead and had a small āemergency stashā of meds to keep me from going into complete withdrawl, but self-titrating off meds is a bitch when all you want is some damn pain relief. The really screwed up thing? If Iād taken the pay-off when they offered to settle my Workerās Comp case two months after I was injured, I could have flown First Class(round trip) to Germany, had the surgery on my neck, stayed a week in a nice hotel, and then flown home and gone right back to work in a month. But, because the way the Comp laws are written, I had to dick around with physical therapy, meds, multiple failed attempts to go back to work(How many people want a phlebotomist that canāt feel their veins??!?) and countless Dr. visits before the insurance company finally said āOK, guess you need surgery.ā My surgeon was livid-he railed and ranted that he should have seen me eight months before. EIGHT. MONTHS. Now, Iāve got a surgically stable neck, but permanent and degenerative neuropathy. YAY.
I used to do the same freakinā thing! I loved watching their faces when they were trying to process that one. Good times! Guess I got the idea from Monty Pythonās Interview sketch.
Iām sure you did just fine. If Iād have been interviewing you and heard that answer(re:George Lucas) Iād have been laughing my substantial ass off!!
And you would have been hired on the spot.
Goooooood niiiiiight!!! A-ring-ding-ding-ding!
Single concentrate recipes with a fancy name, nothing worse than thinking mmmmā¦ that sounds niceā¦ you click the recipe, it opensā¦ and thereās one flavour!! Not really a recipe in my bookā¦ just my opinionā¦
I hate having car problems. Driving back into town from my Drās appointment, the water pump on my trusty rusty F150 decided to go Tango Uniform. Spewed coolant everywhere and a shredded serpentine belt may or may not have cut some hoses to boot. Got a tow to the shop, no one was home to give me a ride so I got to hoof it back home. Iām not used to doing a three mile walk, and the hills in my little town didnāt help matters much. Thank gawd I stopped smoking, tho! I would NOT have made that walk very well if I was still sucking down cancer sticks.
Which leads me to another hate: I hate when I run out of the house without an extra battery. I figured Iād only be gone for an hour, so why stuff more crap into my pocket, right? NOPE. Battery died while I was waiting for the tow truck. _grumble, grumble, grumble,_Which leads to my third hate of the dayā¦
Vape shops and their ridiculous mark up on items. After my truck was towed to the shop, I decided since I was on the hoof for the rest of my journey, Iād splurge and get an extra battery. Thereās a vape shop right down the street from the mechanic, and it was on the way, soā¦serendipity, right? I went in to the shop and asked for their least expensive battery. Samsung 25R for $13.
One.
Battery.
$13.
She then told me that they were having a special, two for $22. No case, tho. Thatās another $4.
What.
The.
FRSFSEEDAOFGIEFBERBEBVFAOSFSWIREWIKBFEWIGAERWIREWAFA!!
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