February 08, 2005

Take me I'm yours, because dreams are made of this

I just did it, and he made me feel so much like a commodity that can be easily traded or disposed of, that I'm double glad I did.

At least I'll be out of here with enough time to pull my grades out of the crapper this quarter. Look out, Associates Degree. I'm comin' to getcha.

Posted by Sonya at February 8, 2005 09:22 AM
Comments

That's awesome. May I suggest, now that the dye is cast, trying the, "Coming in really early in the morning before anyone else gets there and rubbing your genitals around the edge of his coffee cup," therapy? My friend Russel used to do it to his superiors in the Navy. Evidently it's better than Prozac.

Posted by: Joshua at February 8, 2005 10:20 AM

Yay, good for you!

Posted by: yukino at February 8, 2005 11:54 AM

Hooray! That AA is never gonna know what hit it!

Posted by: molly at February 8, 2005 12:04 PM

Congratulations on both your impending unemployment from the crazy-making job as well as on your (recently acquired?) appreciation for the musical stylings of Squeeze.

Posted by: flamingbanjo at February 8, 2005 12:06 PM

Hmmm, a problem with Josh's advice is that Mr. Springloaded's mouth would have had prior contact with the beverage surface...not to mention the inherent differences between girls and boys. Or the Navy and, um, Scientists.

When's the official big day? Can we have a parade around the glass windows of T@rG*n and hoist you away on a palaquin?

Posted by: ida at February 8, 2005 12:59 PM

Oh for goodness sake. The cup gets washed before the genital contact. As for the rest of it, I'm sure she can work something out.

Posted by: Joshua at February 8, 2005 02:48 PM

As I was just saying t SGNP, "Welcome to the wacky, wonderful world of worklessness!" (Hm, first me, then SGNP, now you -- hey, I'm finally a trend SETTER!)

And although I can understand how HRH Norton's suggestion might sate any latent psycho-sexual revenge fantasies, my guess is that since the bridge has already been burnt, recrossing it would be something of a problem.

And THANK YOU for finally quoting one of MY favorite bands!

Posted by: KING COMTE I at February 8, 2005 06:29 PM

Ah, the pleasures of quitting a shitty job. We will party to the tune of my last day at the 'zon. Get ready for broken dishes and bacchanal predicaments!

Posted by: alisha at February 9, 2005 04:47 PM

i've definitely had that experience where you get all nervous telling someone you're either a) breaking up with them or b) quitting your job, and you stress about it because you think the repercussions are going to be dramatic, and then they're like .... "oh. ok. see you later."

it definitely validates the action. good luck!!!!!

Posted by: leblanc at February 11, 2005 10:52 AM