At the office where I intern (the International Center for Journalists), my supervisor called me in to her office for "the Talk about the Future." I started telling her about my wonderful ideas for the future, where cyborg puppy dogs will do our bidding in exchange for virtual milk-bones. It turned out, however, that she wanted to talk about my
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I'll have to buy you a congratulatory drink! You drink, I'll watch you drink (and have Sprite). But nonetheless, a congratulatory drink is in order!
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So . . . do you think I might be qualified enough to work there?
I've been a full time editor for 3 years, though most of it has not been spent writing articles, but editing bad poems.
Whatchoo think?
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