GOTD: Contract Position terminated!!!!! 4 months in to a 3 year contract. WTF!!!!
I don't agree with the circumcision analogy, probably more like getting your baby's ears pierced....
but I'd also throttle anyone who clipped my dog's nails. The white nails are fairly easy to do, but the dark ones it's fairly hard to see where the quick is. It's taken me MONTHS of carefully clipping just milimetres and rewarding him with cheese every time for him to let me do his nails without growling, thanks to a careless job when he was a puppy. (by someone else I might add)
If we’re not supposed to eat animals, how come they’re made out of meat? Tom Snyder
GOTD: Contract Position terminated!!!!! 4 months in to a 3 year contract. WTF!!!!
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My gripe: Fat people in the Army/military.
Enough said.
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“The whole concept of a macronutrient, like that of a calorie, is determining our language game in such a way that the conversation is not making sense." - Dr. Kurt Harris
I either have a sure shot or a nadda. My recruiter it trying to get me in with one of my old managers, and there is a opportunity 90 minutes away. Other than that it looks like a 30% paycut. trouble is This is the second time this year that market forces have edged me out of a job, so my reserves are well gone.
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My gripe today is aimed at myself for giving myself diarreha. I ate these pork sausages that I MIGHT have undercooked. It's kind of hard sometimes to commit to cooking yourself a real dinner when you don't have time, but I gotta do it.
Dont read my fucking diary. It's private and personal. Yes you found something you didn't like in there but I wrote it to get it out of my system. There's a REASON I didn't tell you, don't get fucking moody on me all day. And bollocks to 'it fell open while I was putting the xbox away and I had a quick peek'. I had it tucked securely at the bottom of my bag. I know you're insecure, but STAY THE HELL OUT OF MY BAG.
Douche.
Bunny trainer extraordinaire!
That stupid FB game going around to 'raise breast cancer awareness'. It's another one of those 'don't tell the boys eeheehee' bullshit games.
You pick a 'craving' and '#weeks' according to your birthdate and write 'I am # weeks along and craving ____'
Apparently this raises awareness.
OH wait no, it's completely fucking confusing, and now people think you're knocked up. And oh, what about you friends that may be infertile? Oh heehee it was just a joke.
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