Apr. 6th, 2004

fox: seeing red (wrath: my left eye is not normally red) (seeing red)
which was:

Looks like a nasty little google-bombing party is underway for the holiday season (Passover, that is...not Easter), so that the first google hit on the word Jew is...well...suffice it to say I'm not linking to it.* Instead, I'm linking Jew to a perfectly reasonable site.

Which you should feel free to, you know...click on.

*(you know the kind of thing. World Domination. Enemies of the state. Protocols of the Elders of Zion. Blah blah blah hatecakes. Grrr.)

and feel free to pass it on, as well.

bastards. i brandish my decongestants at them.

memos

Apr. 6th, 2004 09:24 am
fox: technical difficulties: please stand by. (technical difficulties)
dear coast guard academy: please stop disconnecting my phone call.

dear admissions office of a stupid school in connecticut: how incompetent can you be? i mean, learn how to work your phones, ferchrissake! (no fooling, one person put me on hold five times in thirty-five seconds.)
fox: my left eye.  "ceci n'est pas une fox." (thin ice)
dear grandboss:

sure, if you're concerned enough about productivity that you'd like us to supply you with detailed reports of what we've done today instead of, you know, doing more of it, rock out, dude. that ought to take care of the impending deadline in a decisive fashion.

on the other hand, welcome to the realization that your underling is the least effectual manager ever in the history of anything.

signed,
yes, i know accountability is important
fox: LOLcat makes you disappear (disappear (by Lanning))
dear work-study kid:

i guarantee that your phone has buttons labeled "hold" and "transfer". please press the first one while you're hunting up the extension of the person i just asked for, and the second once you've found it so you can put me through to that person -- rather than setting down the receiver while you shuffle papers and then telling me what the number is and hanging up on me. my tax dollars pay your wage, you know.

thank you.

(struck through because i didn't make enough this year to pay any federal taxes. heh.)

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