Archive for August, 2000

Sarcastic Cappucino

Tuesday, August 29th, 2000

I had a big job interview this morning. When I found out who the company was, I wanted the job even more. I felt like I was getting quite good at this job interview thing. I even know how to handle that ‘So what would you describe as your weaknesses?’ question. Even when I had […]

Some Sort of Dodgy Fish Metaphor

Monday, August 28th, 2000

The last thing I ever heard the DJ Accountant say was ‘BLSSSSSSHHHH’, the last thing I ever heard Know-It-All-Paul say was ‘VIRUSES!’, and the last thing I ever heard Parappa the Rapper say was ‘I wish I could rip his spine out and use it as a weapon’.
It was my last day at work on […]

BEDLAM!

Thursday, August 17th, 2000

I have this thing for goatees.
I find ugly men suddenly turn incredibly good looking with a goatee. Even that doctored picture that was floating around the net a few years ago of the Spice Girls with goatees was remotely attractive.
Jack from Dispatch at my work (remember? he has a head shaped like a dildo) has […]

Not Your Choice!

Thursday, August 10th, 2000

Up. Down. Up, up, down, up. Down. Down. Up, up… DOWN! DOWN DOWN DOWN DOWN! …DOWN!
No, this is not a line graph of the collective careers of the Gladiators after their show was cancelled. It’s a timeline of my job satisfaction.
DOWN! DOWN! DOWN!
I had one of the worst meetings ever with Mr Marketing yesterday. When […]

I Have a Problem with my Pånty-Ums

Thursday, August 3rd, 2000

I really do take Sydney’s weather for granted. I’ve been looking at the weather reports for Melbourne over the past month, and I’d forgotten how much warmer Sydney is than Melbourne. I must be turning into such a Sydneysider, because now I pout and moan whenever it gets to a temperature where I start breathing […]