Friday, February 15, 2008

JT

So they're interviewing a new guy today, and his name happens to be the same name of a guy I dated in high school. Well, now the guy I dated was a lean and trim football player, so of course I was excited to have him work here, cuz GOD KNOWS we need some eye candy around here. Turns out the dude is large, Mike claims he's at least four bills, so I don't think it's the same guy. But in usual completely disrespectful fashion, Casey walks into Kris' office immediately after the interview and JUST STARTS CRACKING UP. Barking, really, to the point that even Limp Bizkit can't mute out those noises. It's just unnatural. And really distasteful, as far as I'm concerned, because the least she could do is be professional about it and discuss his weight *quietly* behind that door. It's so obvious that they're not going to hire that guy, it's sick really. A fat dude - as if anyone here has anything on a fat dude. Really. We're all a bunch of schmucks, and I *HATE* schmucks that think they're better than a schmuck.

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