Jul 30, 2010 12:38
WHOOO. After sitting on the news (well mostly, well, not at all) that I got a bigger job for, like, a week because the paperwork was being so slow and I didn't want to announce it officially untill I'd actually signed stuff, Dyane officially handed me a wad of paper and I have read and understood (it's phrased 'employment acknowledgement and acceptance', which is just lovely) and signed and made copies. The important bit is copies because it comes with a song I made up in the copy room. It has a little dance to go with it. Just imagine.
I am a business woman
(do do do do dooo)
I'm almost twenty freaking five
(do do dodo dooo)
I do taxes and bills and adult like things
(do do, doooo be do)
And have done for quite some time
(baaadaaa da da da)
So why am I so proud
(Ooooh yeah)
Oooh, why am I so proud?
(yeah yeah yeah)
About using the photocopier all by myself?
(ba dum)
it's art,
grown ups are imaginary