So yesterday I was out in the city when I got a phone call on my mobile from an unrecognised number. I answered it, and couldn't hear anything at all.
Me: Hello? Hello?......HEELLLOOOOO? Who are you? Hello? I can't hear anything...oh God you're tracing my phone so you can kill me aren't you? Hello? *hung up*
Then two minutes later it rings again with the same number and I answer it.
Me: Hello?
Man on phone: Hi this is *** from Degani bakery (where I had applied for a part time job). Can you hear me now?
Good impression. Gooooood.
Malicious Librarian Retires
Intentionally incompetent librarian Daisy Fitzgerald today retired after her 50 years of service in confusing, misleading, and frustrating library users.
In her retirement speech, she acknowledged the good times. "The best times were really when someone would ask me for a specific book, and I'd have no idea where it was. So I'd go 'follow me', and then embark on a rambling tour of the bookshelves, while they stood beside me in polite exasperation, occassionally venturing to say 'it's ok', or 'oh, thank you but nevermind'. Of course, I never let them get away if I could help it. The pained impatience on their faces was a joy."
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I didn't really mean to delete that...
never mind.
I'm sure with your Certificate of Coffee Making (or whatever it may be called), your minor transgression will not hurt your chances of landing that job.
And a thumbs up to the article at the end. I liked it, enough to make me want to comment! ;)
My god!
The dastard comment deleter has struck again.
NOM NOM NOM YOUR COMMENTS SUSTAIN ME.
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