Shift is covered. Someone finally emailed me back and said they could take it, proving that the email did in fact send, and the lack of response for three days was just a lack of response, and not a gmail error.
And yay, now I don’t have to get management involved and be that guy again. And I get to be employed for at least another week.
We got a shit-ton of these dark teal and purple dress shirts in this week at the khaki store. They look kind of like a subdued and classy reboot of the Charlotte Hornets for children of the 90’s who are now becoming grown people.
“If you ever come in one morning and there’s tomatoes and things like that on it, just go arrest the dadgum Duke people in town.”—Roy Williams, visiting the new historical marker at his birthplace in Marion NC. (via roywilliamsties)
Interesting paper that seizes upon chimpanzee treatment of corpses toward a partial account of the development of human religion, alongside a reconsideration of the traditional Middle/Upper Paleolithic image division in popular discourse.
This is a magnificent article by a person with a Harry Potter-ass name. Spooky language is involved.
Oh! Oh! Can we make an HH International version or is that just asking for alcohol poisoning?
Ha…I’ll see if I can come up with some extra things but you might be able to use this one too.
For international you have to add astonishment that people live in houses that tiny, people freaking out over the washer/dryer combo in the kitchen, freaking out over the bathrooms, cooing over “authenticity,” wanting home offices so they can still work from the beach in Costa Rica, getting price gouged for being privileged people who buy fancy condos in run-down areas, bitching about the views, any mention of being able to throw open the windows to let in ocean breezes, and demanding extra bedrooms for guests. Finish your drink if the only guest in the silly party scene at the very end is the realtor.
This is awesome. I endorse this.
Any discussion of granite counter tops and/or stainless steel appliances.
because the county makes you send in a unique application for each different posting, so all I had to do was change the position# I was applying to and resubmit to toss my hat in there for two more jobs.
Now mom wants to spend $800 to repair the car, which is not worth that much, just so I can drive it back up there and sell it for less than $800 up there, because she likes to do the exact opposite of anything that makes sense.