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leujinI took like a 2 hour lunch today. It was really awesome. My supervisor, Brandon, asked if we wanted to go to lunch, but I was like "nah, I don't have any money." Then one of my coworkers chimed and was like "I'll pay for you!" So that was pretty cool. We went to... someone's Irish Pub. *looks it up* Darcy's, that's what it was. Genuine Irish cuisine. I thought about getting corned beef and cabbage, but I figured that my coworkers wouldn't appreciate that, so I went with some sort of chicken sandwich.
When we were getting drinks, everyone else ordered some sort of beer, and I was completely unprepared so I had the waitress rattle off some names. The only one I heard was Guinness, so I got one of those. I forgot that those are like... a glass of bread. So we ate, and I felt logy, then we were getting ready to leave, when Brandon was like "let's stay a bit longer. I'll buy us another round!"
So we had another round, and I drank another glass of bread. We basically just shot the shit exchanging stories about getting drunk and going to strip clubs (not necessarily at the same time). Good fun.
In other work related news, I neglected to mention what an ass the owner of the company is. Sometime yesterday he went into my boss, Richard's office, and was like, "So, we need to advertise. We have ad space in the Denver Post, and it needs to be ready by noon tomorrow." Fucking great. So Erin and I were conscripted to put that together. The hardest part was finding pictures and verbiage for all the properties listed. There was something like 45. It's a big pain in the ass when you don't know who the the designer was and the site is like... 3 years old.
In other news, I hate dealing with customer service. Because they almost always have thick Indian accents and/or speak very softly, so I have to ask them to repeat themselves thirty times and I end up looking like dumbass.
I also hate how lawers tend to get involved when you don't pay vet bills for your dead cat.
This is a long ass entry. Is anybody still reading?
When we were getting drinks, everyone else ordered some sort of beer, and I was completely unprepared so I had the waitress rattle off some names. The only one I heard was Guinness, so I got one of those. I forgot that those are like... a glass of bread. So we ate, and I felt logy, then we were getting ready to leave, when Brandon was like "let's stay a bit longer. I'll buy us another round!"
So we had another round, and I drank another glass of bread. We basically just shot the shit exchanging stories about getting drunk and going to strip clubs (not necessarily at the same time). Good fun.
In other work related news, I neglected to mention what an ass the owner of the company is. Sometime yesterday he went into my boss, Richard's office, and was like, "So, we need to advertise. We have ad space in the Denver Post, and it needs to be ready by noon tomorrow." Fucking great. So Erin and I were conscripted to put that together. The hardest part was finding pictures and verbiage for all the properties listed. There was something like 45. It's a big pain in the ass when you don't know who the the designer was and the site is like... 3 years old.
In other news, I hate dealing with customer service. Because they almost always have thick Indian accents and/or speak very softly, so I have to ask them to repeat themselves thirty times and I end up looking like dumbass.
I also hate how lawers tend to get involved when you don't pay vet bills for your dead cat.
This is a long ass entry. Is anybody still reading?
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Date: 2007-07-28 04:07 am (UTC)It seems coldhearted to continue hounding your butt when your cat is DEAD. It's just mean.
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Date: 2007-07-28 04:30 am (UTC)just fyi.
it's *totally* on The Books somewhere.