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Originally Posted by diethx
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Originally Posted by diethx
Oh baby, I love it when you talk to me like that.
By showing him your body as soon as was feasibly possible?Quote:
Originally Posted by Gnome Rage
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Sorta feels like the legal system is getting out of hand when a trial concerning the damage that he had done, could be postponed *years* just for psychiatric testing.
Whatever happened to blanket consensus of "yea, there's something wrong with that guy" ?
If everyone agrees that "there's something wrong with that guy", then he wouldn't be prosecuted anyway because he'd be found not guilty by reason of mental disease or defect. He would, however, probably be put away in a nice institution as a result of his mental defect.Quote:
Originally Posted by Atlanteax
Yesterday at about 4:45pm, the company president showed up and said that he needed me to put together a presentation for tomorrow's Board meeting. It was for performance reviews/raises, which I've been handling, so I had most of the information. I just had to research a few points he wanted, and put things together all pretty and presentation-y. He also wanted me to go to the meeting tomorrow and present it. None of this made me overly happy, but whatever. I started working. I sent him a rough draft of stuff a little after noon today. I planned to get his feedback, fix it up in the afternoon, and be ready for the next day. I also planned to go shopping after work. The only pants I own that fit right now are jeans. All my nicer stuff looks like clown pants on me, and Board meetings in jeans and sneakers are not usually a good idea.
At 12:30 this afternoon, the Chairman called my boss and said, "Where are you guys? You were supposed to be here at noon." Yep... President had the wrong date (in his defense, today was the first non-Thursday meeting in about 6 years). Me and my jeans, sneakers, and rough draft got to go flying up there, late, and make a presentation I didn't even know was supposed to happen until I was on my way out the door yesterday.
But was your blouse see-through? Or by omission are you suggesting you were topless? Either works.
At least now you can shop without the time sensitivity! I always hated it when I couldn't get an item I really loved because I needed a functionally equivalent item before it was in stock or whatever.
My top was not in fact see-through. It was also not a blouse. It was an old polo-style uniform shirt, and it's almost as big on me as my dress pants are. I wore it today only because I had no clean clothes. I looked like a total hobo at this meeting :(Quote:
Originally Posted by Latrinsorm
It's alright, most people who walk into DD (myself included) usually look like total hobos. They're probably used to it.
My girlfriend is friends with an Indian (dot not feathers) girl. They invited us to dinner last night.
They were a lovely couple (married with no children). I really enjoyed our conversation and her husband turned out to be cool as James Dean.
The food they served was awful. It tasted like the devil pisssed fire into my mouth. Being a guest in their home, I faked that it was delicious and raved about the flavors. Thank God my girlfriend brought the desert.
However...that is not the end of the story. This morning attending my regular routine business, my ass experienced a chemical burn to the extent I considered seeking emergency care. It took every ounce of willpower not to cry out in pain in the toilet stall at work. Now I am sitting at my desk with a burning a-hole, and that is not fun at all.