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Here's what I was planning on writing when I got home:

George cracks me up.

Here's what I'm going to say now:

I got a call from the temp agency half an hour after I left work... I had been in GAP and hadn't heard the phone ring... they said that they were sorry that they didn't get a hold of me earlier, but that today was my last day at the insurance agency. They said it was nothing about performance, it was just the fact that they need to start cutting back on people. Somehow I'm not sure about that... the boss always seemed to not like me much. I don't know. So anyway, they don't have anything lined up for me at the moment, but they'll keep me updated. I'm rather upset. I want someone to come buy me a drink and make me feel better.

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leftofcenter
Oct. 3rd, 2001 08:23 pm (UTC)
I'd buy you a drink, but like, I'm sort of here right now, not there.
rivulet
Oct. 3rd, 2001 08:31 pm (UTC)
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It's OK. Cory's gonna come buy me a drink. :)
coryg
Oct. 4th, 2001 12:48 pm (UTC)
We forgot the drink part.
rivulet
Oct. 4th, 2001 08:47 pm (UTC)
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I know. Oh well. Better luck next time. You owe me one. :)
redelephant
Oct. 11th, 2001 05:59 pm (UTC)
Go through employment trends, they gave my monkey ass a job.
And my friend. And my other friend. And my ex still has her job through them she got like a year ago
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