Wednesday, October 31, 2007

Less than 24 hours later

Ha! Screw you Wall Pleasant! I got a job!

Starting tomorrow, I am working for a company that rhymes with PLA Diaper (I've been instructed not to use their real name to protect their integrity) in their marketing and PR department. It's starting out as a temporary position, but that is more than fine with me. From at least now until Christmas I have a guaranteed pay check and way to fill my days. The girl I am working for is beyond nice and I think I am going to get along really well with her. I am actually really excited about this. I am making (relatively speaking) bank. I get to work in a fun environment and it's only a few tube stops away.
I no longer have the postgraduate, over educated, unemployed blues. I thought about changing to another Wally Pleasant classic, "Stupid Day Job", but I don't think that will necessarily apply to me. At least, not yet. I'll keep you posted on how it goes.
Oh, and I have a date tomorrow. Things are coming together....

5 comments:

L said...

Yay Shelley! John and I send our congrats!

J. Goerner said...

Why didn't you schedule that room?11!!! You should know how many people there are!!! Do not ask me any questions!!111!
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Shell said...

It's not quite like that - it's just how it sounds to me... =(

L said...

shelley:

can you find this man and slice off his testicles for me?

http://www.dailymail.co.uk/pages/live/femail/article.html?in_article_id=492405&in_page_id=1879&in_a_source=

thanks!

Lauren said...

So, I didn't think he was horrible until about halfway down. Sort of mildly offensive in that he was stereotyping women as a whole, but not testicle-removal-evil. And then he keeps GOING.

I particularly like that he subscribes to a number of female stereotypes - but then sort of throws out the male one (that men can't multitask - admittedly one I've never heard, but still).

I think the real problem, for this nice man, has been that nearly every female ever forced to converse with him has been overcome with a mad desire to poison his food ... which makes it taste subpar.