One of my bosses looked me up on Facebook, found me, and added me as a friend.
The internet makes me uncomfortable sometimes.
guess who doesn't show up on facebook searches!
that's right, it's me!
I have seven bosses. They have a Facebook group along with all the former interns. Guess who got 7 friend invites? Guess who has recent pics of topless partying?
I just got offered a new job at JT3, defense contractor
So they're having me do the forms for a Secret/Top Secret clearance, and I come to this question pair:
a. Have you ever been an officer or a member or made a contribution to an organization dedicated to the violent overthrow of the United States Government and which engages in illegal activities to that end, knowing that the organization engages in such activities with the specific intent to further such activities?
b. Have you ever knowingly engaged in any acts or activities designed to overthrow the United States Government by force?
Now on the one hand, the reason they're asking is pretty obvious
But on the other hand did they really just ask me that?
I think that people find well-executed humor very refreshing, particularly when they've been subjected to functionally identical statements across the past bajillion competing applications.
My line of work is such that when I apply to jobs my [work] experience is largely meaningless. Luckily I needn't come up with clever responses such as yours to accommodate the general sparseness that, in my estimation, will riddle every section of my resume.
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Blake TDo you have enemies then?Good. That means you’ve stood up for something, sometime in your life.Registered Userregular
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It depends on the job, if it's for a low level position then yeah, a joke like that would be good.
Applying for a more senior role? Don't think it would be too apt.
The choir director at the church had me stay after today. I was kind of afraid they were gonna fire me for being gay (because they very well might), but what she needed to say was much worse.
One of the members of the bass section is pretty close to dying. I would guess his age to be 96 right now, and it really shows. His hearing is starting to go as well and it is making it difficult for him when people are being noisy during rehearsals. They'd ask him to stop singing with the group except I think it is the only thing he is doing now and they really love him.
But I need to be prepared for him to die in the next few months. Okay.
So, not this summer but last summer I graduated with my BA in English Lit (I know). Ended up taking a job stocking beer for a local distributor. I was basically like the Coke truck driver but with booze. Just pulling up in my truck, putting my shit on the shelf, maybe moving some pallets around with a hi-lo, whatever, and then I'd get the fuck out of there and onto the next store. Eventually I decided that if I was going to be doing something unrelated to my degree I'd actually get paid a decent wage for it, so I got into doing some IT work at a computer store that outsourced to a lot of larger corporations on contract basis.
Fast-forward a couple of months and I'm still applying to jobs at least tangentially related to my degree and I make good progress with a small newspaper in Wrangell, Alaska.
One day I'm out on a job and I get a call from the publisher. "Hey, listen, I know you don't have a lot of solid experience, but I like your stuff, and if you can be up here by friday next week a spot has opened up for you."
I went back to work planning to let my boss know at the end of the day that I'd be leaving within a week. So I'm sitting their futzing with some guy's porn infested Dell when my boss comes back and starts to give me the "hey, you've been doing great work lately, but what would you do if I said that things weren't working out?" I said, "Uh, great. I'm headed off to Alaska. This...uh...this is great timing, thanks." Then I grab my coat and out the door before she can think twice.
Now I'm in Alaska. I get to work from home whenever I feel like it and can pretty much spend all day either sitting around drinking coffee and working on my own shit or out in the woods trying not to get my day ruined by a bear.
Actually, this isn't a funny story at all, I just wanted to do a little victory dance. I mean, I think I'm allowed that right? I do live in goddamn Alaska now. Alaska: where the only difference between the girls and whales is the Carhartts.
I just applied for a job working as a part-time assistant manager at the Carrousel Museum (that's how they spell it, right or wrong. AND IT DRIVES ME NUTS.)
Nothing like working at a place that's open from noon to 4pm four days a week.
I just applied for a job working as a part-time assistant manager at the Carrousel Museum (that's how they spell it, right or wrong. AND IT DRIVES ME NUTS.)
Nothing like working at a place that's open from noon to 4pm four days a week.
This is going to be the coolest job ever.
Do you actually get paid anything worthwhile though? I mean, 16 hr/wk isn't going to make you a whole lot of money, unless there's something suitably badass about that museum. Even at $20/hr which is around what a lot of part-timers I know make in academia that's not even making the rent.
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Blake TDo you have enemies then?Good. That means you’ve stood up for something, sometime in your life.Registered Userregular
edited September 2008
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I just applied for a job working as a part-time assistant manager at the Carrousel Museum (that's how they spell it, right or wrong. AND IT DRIVES ME NUTS.)
Nothing like working at a place that's open from noon to 4pm four days a week.
This is going to be the coolest job ever.
Do you actually get paid anything worthwhile though? I mean, 16 hr/wk isn't going to make you a whole lot of money, unless there's something suitably badass about that museum. Even at $20/hr which is around what a lot of part-timers I know make in academia that's not even making the rent.
My wife is an RN. She's the breadwinner of the family.
Any money I make is basically playtime funds.
Besides, what job do you think someone with all but 2 classes of an MA in English, a BA in Broadcasting and 9 years of experience in a totally unrelated field is really going to find? Other than working at Fat Fuck's Pizza?
Tonight I had a woman bring in a pair of pitbulls she calls "Service Animals" despite neither of them wearing service animal jackets and both of them sporting tumorous growths and shit.
Yeah.
Fuck that woman. Her dogs in the store constitute health violation unless they are service animals and she has the papers to prove it.
Oh, and nobody uses pitbulls as service animals because they are intimidating as fuck and dangerous.
And then who but her former landlord walks in the door, a regular customer of ours, and a generally nice dude, and she starts swearing at him and shit for kicking her ass to the curb. So there's a woman throwing F-Bombs at him, holding the leashes of two pitbulls. The dogs were luckily completely unagitated, but the dude still put his hand behind his back where he keeps a can of Mace. In the end she stormed off, and there was no incident.
My dad is a vet and I helped out there for a bit and one day a duck came in and this duck's bill had been bitten off by a fox - clean off - and there was just a gaping hole where its beak should have been and blood was gushing out all over the duck's white feathery chest
My dad is a vet and I helped out there for a bit and one day a duck came in and this duck's bill had been bitten off by a fox - clean off - and there was just a gaping hole where its beak should have been and blood was gushing out all over the duck's white feathery chest
My dad is a vet and I helped out there for a bit and one day a duck came in and this duck's bill had been bitten off by a fox - clean off - and there was just a gaping hole where its beak should have been and blood was gushing out all over the duck's white feathery chest
Anyone got any stories about kittens?
This is pablo's story:
One day at the vet thigns were there normal humdrum with people bringing in their dogs and cats for the usual distempers and vaccinations and whatnot. Until someone comes to the door with a kitten that looks on the brink of death.
Poor little guy had wounds all over him, and the worst was his eye. Rather, his lack of his left eye. Where his eye once was was now just a huge grub feasting on the remains of his socket.
We removed the grub and he lived a happy life for a week in plastic jar. R.I.P Pablo.
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Satans..... hints.....
I have seven bosses. They have a Facebook group along with all the former interns. Guess who got 7 friend invites? Guess who has recent pics of topless partying?
woops
My current boss is a friend of mine on facebook. It's awkward when I mention things about rehearsals and he responds
Is the tunnel ready? How long did it take to dig?
So they're having me do the forms for a Secret/Top Secret clearance, and I come to this question pair:
Now on the one hand, the reason they're asking is pretty obvious
But on the other hand did they really just ask me that?
Yeah, I'm pretty cool like that. 8-)
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I was honestly awed
Early this year I was looking for a summer internship. My résumé is very unimpressive in the field of work I want to go into, as I have little experience. However, in my cover letter, I explained that I am "in extraordinary physical shape, and as such, I guarantee I will never get sick. Thus, I will always be available for coffee runs". I got four job interviews.
I think that people find well-executed humor very refreshing, particularly when they've been subjected to functionally identical statements across the past bajillion competing applications.
My line of work is such that when I apply to jobs my [work] experience is largely meaningless. Luckily I needn't come up with clever responses such as yours to accommodate the general sparseness that, in my estimation, will riddle every section of my resume.
AKA: mdraw, dux, milkman
Applying for a more senior role? Don't think it would be too apt.
Satans..... hints.....
One of the members of the bass section is pretty close to dying. I would guess his age to be 96 right now, and it really shows. His hearing is starting to go as well and it is making it difficult for him when people are being noisy during rehearsals. They'd ask him to stop singing with the group except I think it is the only thing he is doing now and they really love him.
But I need to be prepared for him to die in the next few months. Okay.
"Gonna rise up, gonna kick a little ass, gonna FLY on an EAGLE..."
Fast-forward a couple of months and I'm still applying to jobs at least tangentially related to my degree and I make good progress with a small newspaper in Wrangell, Alaska.
One day I'm out on a job and I get a call from the publisher. "Hey, listen, I know you don't have a lot of solid experience, but I like your stuff, and if you can be up here by friday next week a spot has opened up for you."
I went back to work planning to let my boss know at the end of the day that I'd be leaving within a week. So I'm sitting their futzing with some guy's porn infested Dell when my boss comes back and starts to give me the "hey, you've been doing great work lately, but what would you do if I said that things weren't working out?" I said, "Uh, great. I'm headed off to Alaska. This...uh...this is great timing, thanks." Then I grab my coat and out the door before she can think twice.
Now I'm in Alaska. I get to work from home whenever I feel like it and can pretty much spend all day either sitting around drinking coffee and working on my own shit or out in the woods trying not to get my day ruined by a bear.
Actually, this isn't a funny story at all, I just wanted to do a little victory dance. I mean, I think I'm allowed that right? I do live in goddamn Alaska now. Alaska: where the only difference between the girls and whales is the Carhartts.
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For sure. Then again, it is Hollywood, and people are just as interested in finding people that can make compatible co-workers.
Nothing like working at a place that's open from noon to 4pm four days a week.
This is going to be the coolest job ever.
Do you actually get paid anything worthwhile though? I mean, 16 hr/wk isn't going to make you a whole lot of money, unless there's something suitably badass about that museum. Even at $20/hr which is around what a lot of part-timers I know make in academia that's not even making the rent.
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I have a bachelors degree in business and have no idea what do do with it.
I've never had a real job, and the most I've ever made was $10.00 an hour.
I think I'm fucked, but I'm not sure. It's awful nice to be able to sleep when I want and get up whenever.
Maybe I'll pick up WoW tomorrow.
My wife is an RN. She's the breadwinner of the family.
Any money I make is basically playtime funds.
Besides, what job do you think someone with all but 2 classes of an MA in English, a BA in Broadcasting and 9 years of experience in a totally unrelated field is really going to find? Other than working at Fat Fuck's Pizza?
All alone? Did everyone leave?
My beautiful, big office
I have to train the new girl next week
That's what I would have done.
Maybe that's why they didn't hire my replacement until after I left....
Get your MBA. You won't be doing any real work anyway, so you can continue to play WoW, and be a slackass, but you'll be making more money!
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Yeah.
Fuck that woman. Her dogs in the store constitute health violation unless they are service animals and she has the papers to prove it.
Oh, and nobody uses pitbulls as service animals because they are intimidating as fuck and dangerous.
And then who but her former landlord walks in the door, a regular customer of ours, and a generally nice dude, and she starts swearing at him and shit for kicking her ass to the curb. So there's a woman throwing F-Bombs at him, holding the leashes of two pitbulls. The dogs were luckily completely unagitated, but the dude still put his hand behind his back where he keeps a can of Mace. In the end she stormed off, and there was no incident.
Yeah.
I love my fucking job.
Dogs are the worst thing.
Ever.
Learning is hard guys.
The average pitbull is about as dangerous as, say a 80 lb mace in the hands lf a 10 year old.
Unless he was trained to use it, he's not likely to hurt anybody.
Anyone got any stories about kittens?
One day at the vet thigns were there normal humdrum with people bringing in their dogs and cats for the usual distempers and vaccinations and whatnot. Until someone comes to the door with a kitten that looks on the brink of death.
Poor little guy had wounds all over him, and the worst was his eye. Rather, his lack of his left eye. Where his eye once was was now just a huge grub feasting on the remains of his socket.
We removed the grub and he lived a happy life for a week in plastic jar. R.I.P Pablo.
Also the kitten survived.
I think. I forget.
You're stupid.
And biased.
Because you fuck them.