Ok, I'm downright an asshole sometimes. This is a known fact. Ask my girlfriend, sometimes I can be a terrible individual. But this struck me as... odd? Humorous? I dunno. So I'm doing some job searching still and come across this employment agency. Now I want you to look at this and tell me if anything JUMPS out at you: Adecco. Wow...
So yeah, it's been 2 months and landing that "career" has been harder than I'd hoped but all is not lost. I'm starting to look for "a job" again, which isn't what I wanted to do, but its starting to be what I'm needing to do. Funny thing is, my friend Phil is also looking for a life change - he wants to go to school and study nursing. There's a nursing school in Springfield.... hmmm... I don't know. Anyways, I'm trying to find something online and I have nothing to great to blog about... I woke up at 10:00 am. Watched The Daily Show and Blind Justice (Ro's real interested in that show because of her going into blind special ed and all). And I had Banana and Nutella Crepes for breakfast.
That's all I got.
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Jim looks like an idiot. I wouldn't want him finding a job placement for me. They didn't even try to make him look professional, or even a half way competent human being. Don't look for a job there, they'll end up putting you in a circus so you can jump around with moron Jim.
And you watched Blind Justice! I wanted to beat Detective Russo like he owed me money. He's a definite asshole.
Nutella Rocks.
There's nothing quite like Nutella, the delicious nutmeg spread. It's occasionally kind of hard to find in the States though. Fortunately my mom has a hook up. I like to think that she has to meet a guy under a bridge somewhere and he sells her some Nutella that 'fell off a truck'. But it's probably like Sams or something equally dissapointing.
Anyway, I don't know who is the bigger moron. Jim for having been born, growing up looking like that, then deciding he could become a model for internet Temp-ing agencies. Or the photographer who decided that he needed to do something subtle to promote the Special Olympics.
Seriously, does the guy have Fetal Alcohol Syndrome? And I'm pretty sure he has no lips, so he's not smiling he's just looking at the camera. Also, what's with his arms, is he starting a cartwheel or something? Maybe he's one of those people with a second head growing out of his shoulder, but it died in the womb and he's sparing us the horror by covering it with his jacket.
Which brings me back to the earlier point...who in the hell decided this guy should be a model?
- Scott
P.S. Ah great, now I feel like a jerk too. Thanks alot Rob.
You can't say that Jim guy isn't in a good mood maybe to good of one. Overall, its probably a SCAM anyway.
Freemama vs That Stupid Jim Guy
Oh man... I hadn't done this before. Make sure everyone clicks "Meet Jim" and see the full photo. Awesome...
Speaking of assholes.... the people that make fortune cookies are assholes. I got two of the most hateful fortune cookie fortunes EVER. They say "Beauty is no more than a promise of happiness" and "Sometimes it would be wise to add a little chlorine to the gene pool." There's no better way to hear "you're a hideous waste of human flesh" than from a fortune cookie. Excuse me while I curl up into a ball and cry.
I happened to have learned that move you are seeing from the legendary Bob Fosse. Perhaps you've seen some of my work...i was in the Peoria Middle School production of "La Cage aux Folles."
You insensitive prick. Like you would look as great doing that kick with a tu-tu on under your JC Penney Outlet Store suit!
See if we ever try to hook you up with a $5 an hour job stuffing panty hose in to those little eggs! You'll be sorry!!
~Funkee Dead Rubber Chicken
And if you check on their "virtual career center" you can see another person with their arms flung in the air doing some sort of strange belly dance.
Look, I've been a temp. I've worked for just about every agency out there. At NO time, have I ever been so damned excited about a job have I thought to leap into an exotic belly dance.
I'll be a jerk too, but hey, I LOVE being a jerk. Jim's lips are gone because he's spent most of his adult life kissing ass to get the job he has.
Just my opinion....and I still think Ariel's boobs are fake.
~Seacrest Out of the Closet
Hey, quick post from Allyn and Josh in the land of awesome. Actually the best part of the trip thus far has occured in Newark airport( former murder capital of the US, a delightful place) where I had to pee, found an empty urinal, and found myself peeing directly next to Eric Idle, of Monty Python fame. Beat that.
Allyn says that her favorite part is walking on the beach, she's sorry for the cheese factor.
Eric Idle? Did you say hi? Hopefully you didn't go for the always awkward, after urination handshake. At least without waiting to wash them first. Maybe you whistled always whiz on the bright side of life? There's a wealth of Eric Idle jokes that could have been made to break the ice, so tell me you said SOMETHING.
And don't give me that, "I respect his privacy" crap. As men everywhere know, there is no privacy in the men's room except for when you're in the stalls sitting safely on your little triangle of 2 ply security.
Let's hear the details.
- Scott
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