I sat, alone, quiet, at my computer
Waiting for day's end, to count the till
To close the doors, to eat my fill
Foruming as usual, I saw her
Tresses as soft as foxes fur,
Glasses shone, breasts like anthills
Saying, I knew I no longer had free will
"My desire for Sheri I cannot defer."
But soft - who's that on the electronic stair?
Impish face, muscular frame
Hat of wool, long flowing hair
Imposing was his presence, Tube his name.
He swept her into his arms with passion rare
He said, grinning, "Internet fame."
after dodging so many cuts and layoffs, they finally got me today.
no longer an employee of lehman brothers, or barclays whatever the fuck you wanna call em these days.
i would be sad but really the place isnt the same anymore, especially since 80% of infrastructure engineering and support (which is my group) was cut today.
hollow shell of its former self.
life, it goes on. i shall sleep in tomorrow which is good because i have been drinking since 3pm
my package was pretty good so im okay while i look for a new job and i have the numbers for some recruiters who have contacted me recently, so it aint all bad.
Apparently, it's not an office that is open to the public. So when I walked into the secure building and wasn't stopped, I just kept on going.
Right up the stairs, through some other office, asked for directions and kept on walking. When I got out of the elevator on the floor with unemployment it was a small lobby with two doors that were locked on either side. Apparently you needed a numeric code to get in, so I just waited. Someone walked out and I walked in.
Made it halfway through the office before someone stopped me and asked what the fuck I was doing. After some explanation and little to no help from them...security came.
Apparently, it's not an office that is open to the public. So when I walked into the secure building and wasn't stopped, I just kept on going.
Right up the stairs, through some other office, asked for directions and kept on walking. When I got out of the elevator on the floor with unemployment it was a small lobby with two doors that were locked on either side. Apparently you needed a numeric code to get in, so I just waited. Someone walked out and I walked in.
Made it halfway through the office before someone stopped me and asked what the fuck I was doing. After some explanation and little to no help from them...security came.
I'm getting taxed too much cause I don't have my P45 from my previous job, gotta get it from my old house so I get my money back. I'm also going to be getting money from my housemates for rent
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sometimes i pee in time with my music
drip
drip drip drip
your mom
drip drip
somebody who doesnt want to get piss all over their hands
stopping yourself mid-orgasm is a much more difficult trick
If done incorrectly it can result in a testicular overpressure event.
Blam Blam!
Just like a couple cherry bombs.
i don't know if that's true or not but now i'm scared
It all makes so much sense.
*does not work if your hands are in your pockets
also jesus christ this job is so goddamn slow
now I'm afraid I'll do it by accident
when you stop it will be like WHOOOSH
I sat, alone, quiet, at my computer
Waiting for day's end, to count the till
To close the doors, to eat my fill
Foruming as usual, I saw her
Tresses as soft as foxes fur,
Glasses shone, breasts like anthills
Saying, I knew I no longer had free will
"My desire for Sheri I cannot defer."
But soft - who's that on the electronic stair?
Impish face, muscular frame
Hat of wool, long flowing hair
Imposing was his presence, Tube his name.
He swept her into his arms with passion rare
He said, grinning, "Internet fame."
weaves words like spinning jenny
tapestry of nouns
drop it like it's hot
drop it like it's hot
no longer an employee of lehman brothers, or barclays whatever the fuck you wanna call em these days.
i would be sad but really the place isnt the same anymore, especially since 80% of infrastructure engineering and support (which is my group) was cut today.
hollow shell of its former self.
life, it goes on. i shall sleep in tomorrow which is good because i have been drinking since 3pm
any other prospects looking up?
just sad i wont be working with my boys anymore
This was/is the part that bothered me the most with my own let go.
I miss working with my peoples.
Unemployment finally got its head out its ass yesterday though. I missed out on September because of their bullshit, but I'm paid for October.
I pick up a freelance check in the next day or two as well with another around the corner.
Who can pay rent and make a car payment next month? This guy.
I was escorted out by security.
Apparently, it's not an office that is open to the public. So when I walked into the secure building and wasn't stopped, I just kept on going.
Right up the stairs, through some other office, asked for directions and kept on walking. When I got out of the elevator on the floor with unemployment it was a small lobby with two doors that were locked on either side. Apparently you needed a numeric code to get in, so I just waited. Someone walked out and I walked in.
Made it halfway through the office before someone stopped me and asked what the fuck I was doing. After some explanation and little to no help from them...security came.
I hope I get it. Although retail is surely one of the seven levels of hell, it's like, Christmas money fuck yeah!
Surviving off stocked-up cash and tax returns from two years ago is not the way to go.