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Its 2:51 and noone is online at work. This worries me. Either the internet is down, and after my many attempts to teach them how to fix it, they stil hjaven't gotten it, or they're all still at Normand's birthday lunch.
Yes, I'm sick again. Step and I are both convinced that we have strep throat. I don't know if she's at work today. It was the first time I went on MSN, just now. I spoke to Joan this morning, and Chantal straight after, but I've finally acknowledged that I need a freaking break, like Lucie keeps telling me.
Yesterday was JDI day. (Just Drop In Day) That means lots of jobless weirdos comming in. Lots of candidate mocking going on. To add to it, Step looked green all day, and I looked like the colour of glue, according to Patty. Bob Hanna came in. Old candidate who keeps sending his CV hoping we'll finally get him a job (no no, you're WEIRD, don't you GET IT?). Stephen Myerson, our jobless ex ops manager for Guess Canada came in. I like him, he makes good money. And the rest were just weirdos. Joan says I need to have my own business card. I think so too. But she thinks I should so that when we have JDI day, when she interviews, she can give them MINE instead of HERS. Lmao. Loser.
I feel so sick. Oi. Stephanie continued to mock me for my one night stand, last saturday. I keep insisting that I hope she rots in hell. Lmao. Good, good.
OH OH. Normand got an Audi! We were at lunch yesterday and we were talking about it:
Me: He's been in such a good mood the past 3 days it scares me its not like him.
PS: Yeah he got his new car and its his birthday that must be it.
Me: He DID what did he get?!
PS: An Audi.
Me: (trying to refrain from pulling the "ohMYgod" face.) Oh...
Lucie: Andréa, you should try to convert him, I swear he's on the edge anyway.
PS: LUCIE. What are you DOING? As if she's not bad enough already. .. Andrea.. Would you really?
Me: For an Audi. If I get to drive it. In a split second.
PS: Child, you are sick.
Yes, I'm sick again. Step and I are both convinced that we have strep throat. I don't know if she's at work today. It was the first time I went on MSN, just now. I spoke to Joan this morning, and Chantal straight after, but I've finally acknowledged that I need a freaking break, like Lucie keeps telling me.
Yesterday was JDI day. (Just Drop In Day) That means lots of jobless weirdos comming in. Lots of candidate mocking going on. To add to it, Step looked green all day, and I looked like the colour of glue, according to Patty. Bob Hanna came in. Old candidate who keeps sending his CV hoping we'll finally get him a job (no no, you're WEIRD, don't you GET IT?). Stephen Myerson, our jobless ex ops manager for Guess Canada came in. I like him, he makes good money. And the rest were just weirdos. Joan says I need to have my own business card. I think so too. But she thinks I should so that when we have JDI day, when she interviews, she can give them MINE instead of HERS. Lmao. Loser.
I feel so sick. Oi. Stephanie continued to mock me for my one night stand, last saturday. I keep insisting that I hope she rots in hell. Lmao. Good, good.
OH OH. Normand got an Audi! We were at lunch yesterday and we were talking about it:
Me: He's been in such a good mood the past 3 days it scares me its not like him.
PS: Yeah he got his new car and its his birthday that must be it.
Me: He DID what did he get?!
PS: An Audi.
Me: (trying to refrain from pulling the "ohMYgod" face.) Oh...
Lucie: Andréa, you should try to convert him, I swear he's on the edge anyway.
PS: LUCIE. What are you DOING? As if she's not bad enough already. .. Andrea.. Would you really?
Me: For an Audi. If I get to drive it. In a split second.
PS: Child, you are sick.