Do you like your job?

“Uh . . . .let me recap to see if I am understanding this correctly . . .

Sunshine is going to share her pie with both AmyG and PedXing at the same time????

That doesn't belong on the "job" thread people . . .it belongs on the recreation thread!”

“Sarabelle, I've got a kitty kitty named Bottom. She likes to catch rats too. Do you know what I found on my porch when I got home from work last week? Half a tree rat (I guess that means a squirrel.) It was the back half. Bottom must have ate the front half, but maybe she shared some with some friends.”

“I'm an oil producer. I love it (especially when OPEC cooperates and cuts production.) Like my production people say, "oil field trash, but proud of it." (Lee: sorry about my comment on the other thread.)”

“No Lee, its a job interview and a therapy consult. I can't believe you are besmirchin' these enterprises with such innuendo. You will note I started off innocently saying I had given notice at my job.
We are talking "Key Lime Pie," not the kind of "pie" you're suggesting.

(Still it would be kewl if there was just a little reality to some of this, then I could say I was applying the concrete and general lessons you and I claimed to have learned).”

“Mr Ken -
Yer kittykitty was prolly savin the best part of the ded tree rat for the nother time. Skinny Kenny says that rat butts is the bestest thing to eat (ded rats butts - GROSE!). And ded fishes butts is good to, Skinny Kenny says.

Know what?
EEEWWWW!!!”

“Yes, Sarabelle, she probably was saving the best part for later. But she should have eaten it first. Know why? Because I dug a hole real deep and put the tree rat butt in it and covered it up so Bottom couldn?t get it any more. Know why I did that? Because one time I found a dead Giant Possum Rat in my yard. I put it in the trash for the trash truck to pick up, but before the trash truck came the nice man who lives behind my house said that it smelled so bad that the next time I find something dead I?d better burry it instead. Have you ever caught a giant possum rat? Last night I was in my kitchen and it was dark and I heard Crunch Crunch Crunch outside the window. At first I thought it was a scary monster going to eat me, but when I shinned the flashlight out the window I saw it was really a giant possum rat chewing something crunchy. Bottom does not catch giant possum rats.”

“heheheh...he said besmirchin'...gigglegiggle

Lee, this is a serious job thread...since you are here, perhaps you too are seeking a more challenging work role? ;o)

Now, as far as Sunshine is concerned...she has what it takes to make it in this business. Being a good team player is an asset to be admired(tickets on sale now). Ped, please be sure to forward yer curriculum vitae to the appropriate inbox...be sure to list any special skills along with yer interests. We'll schedule a one(or two) on one if we feel yer worthy.

How'd I do, Sunny?
>;oP”

“Oh my.”

“I found a ded possem rat byside the rode weeds where I hunt rats but I thinked it was a peece of rug but then I knowed it was a ded possem rat when I smelled it so I took it to my hous so Skinny Kenny and the nother kittykittys could chew on it only cuz it was not good to eat.

Know what?
It had a mashed hed bone with leetle kittykitty tooths and it had toe nales.
/o:3

I think that it is still in the grass some place but it ain't much no more.

I will prolly see a bunch of armerdillers that are like possem rats at Cumby Eyland when me and my daddy and Ms. Om and Mr. rad go there soon and smell ther butts.

Ther is a bunch of ratcoons ther to and gaters and pigs and deers and rattel sneeks and horses and nother aminals that I do not think about rite now. That will be fun.
(o:3”

“Very cute Amy, but isn't it you who are seeking "a more challenging roll?"

BTW, I didn't know there was a”

“oops, this bismirchin has so disturbed my equilibrium thatthat I just had a premature message submission...

I meant to say. "BTW I didn't know that there was a fancy Latin word for it."”

“Sarabelle, you be very very careful and don't go in any water with gators, and never never never at night. I'd like to tell you what a gator's favorite snack is, but maybe you should ask your daddy instead.”

“i am not going to sniff any butts.”

“You two chicks sound real far aout and groovy
Ever been to a Holiday Inn?
Mna-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-haaa...
Magic Fingers in the Bed (Picture it!)
Wall-mounted TV screen:
Coffee-Wost plugged into the bathroom wall
Formica's really keen!

FZ, of course”

“I believe that's a Sears poncho.”

“Hi, I'm new here. I love my job. I, too, am a teacher. It is hard work, but I am lucky enough to have found a unique situation. I teach in a Waldorf school in rural Maine. Waldorf teachers begin with a first grade class and often carry that class through 8th grade. I have not chosen that route...I taught my first class from 1st-6th grade, presently in 2nd/3rd grade with my second class. They are a bunch of rascals, but I love 'em.”

“Well, since I've arrived at the maximum point of Phils' Theory of Thread Degeneration, I guess I'll just haved to yank it back onto the right track.

Left a good job in the city, working for the man every night and day.

Then I ran away 20 years ago to live in the mountains to work at nearly everything:
Cooking, waitressing, bartending, condo cleaning, ski renting, photo taking, babysitting...

Then six years ago, I bought those damn llamas, learned how to pack with them, and now I can spend all my summers in the backcountry and get paid for it.
It's under the table, but I don't care (for now).
Yes. I like it.”

“I enjoy my job. I work in a white collar government job during the week and enjoy hiking and relaxing during the weekends. The contrast is a good balance for me.

I work for the IRS as a Fraud Investigator. Nice to meet you Ms. Melanie Garside.”

“CHRIST!
It's The Feds!!!”