A lifetime of getting a pass on all kinds of shit due to being known as a smart kid?
Not that I'm speaking from experience or anything.
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A lifetime of getting a pass on all kinds of shit due to being known as a smart kid?
Not that I'm speaking from experience or anything.
One kid left a field blank and I responded with "please provide all of the information requested." She sent the same thing. So I replied, is there a reason that you aren't filling out the email field? her response "oh, I didn't see that. here's my email address" NOT IN THE MOTHERFUCKING SPREADSHEET.
I withdraw the opportunity. I misunderstood that you are one of the smart kids. Sorry to have bothered you, carry on.
clearly she failed the entrance exam.
Well, there's smart and then there's Type J. And then there's being a kid.
And then there's being a kid who's used to having everything done for her.
I hate filling out forms, but at least I try to fill them out so that I never have to look at them again.
What is Type J?
Did you put FOLLOW ALL INSTRUCTIONS precisely at several points through the e-mail asking for the information, Vortex? Not that it would have helped, likely, but it might make the whole debacle just slightly more amusing.
Type J: [link]
Ah, thanks.
Eta: because of the not-seeing?
God forbid I should not understand someone's throwaway quip.
We're at the airport, waiting for our flight. We snagged upgrades to 1st class, wheee!
We kept seeing Gerard Way (from a distance, like across the restaurant) all weekend. NO, I did not go talk to him again, because I wanted to let the poor man have his privacy. Plus, I didn't want to come across as a crazy fangirl.