My reaction to the Jedi church is, predictably, "Why haven't I started my own damn cult religion? Oh, right, no free time."
I spilled half my lunch (Pasta Ya Gotcha) walking back from the cafeteria. At least I didn't get any of it on me, and I have healthy snacks back at my desk. After lunch, I am going to be interviewed by someone from the HR marketing team for a blog. I had no idea the company had a "Look! Look at the cool and zany people who work here!" blog, but apparently they've been stalking me for months.
Dear Tuesday,
Stop being so very Monday-like.
No love,
Kristin
Jilli, you should just walk in and say "here's a blog [link] . Gotta go. Kthxbye!"
Ha! Oh believe me, I am going to mention the GCS site. But the person who is talking to me is a rockabilly/punk girl, and she seems pretty cool. I mean, her email to me opened with "I've been stalking you all over campus! Which is not as scary as it sounds."
Har. Sometimes I want to move to Seattle and work at the Evil Empire. But then, I realize that I have no skills that they would want.
Sometimes I want to move to Seattle and work at the Evil Empire. But then, I realize that I have no skills that they would want.
You might, actually. It's not all techheads and code slingers. I mean let's face it, I am not the most code-savvy of people, but I'm here.
I just want the gourmet cafeterias and onsite cleaners. Or am I confusing with Google?
You're confusing with Google. We have cafeterias with some decent food stations (the ones run by outside resturants), and no onsite cleaners.
