Tuesday, May 2, 2006
Name Plate
This probably is no big deal for most people. But I can't help but gush. I was siked when I got my government business cards and today I just discovered that I have a nameplate on my office door with MY NAME on it. Little things like this make me go YIIIIIIIIPPPPPPPEEEEEE!!! I took a pic of my nameplate/biz cards and text messaged my friends. Am I a dork? I feel like seriously official. Little things like this put a dopey grin on my face.
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My friend Smurf is pregnant. She's 32 years old and 11 weeks along. I met up with her and other festival folk for a weekend project. ... -
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I find you to be a f*cking cunt. I hope there is a special place in hell for a b*tch like you. You never deserved to have children. Here ...
2 comments:
on our office qote board there is a quote:
"this is the best day ever."--chai, after she got her business cards.
No, that's an incredibly good thing to get amped about. I got business cards once when I was working at the front desk of a hotel - because I ordered them myself and passed them off as coming from the manager! I was so happy and freaked that I'd be found out at the same time. Oh, and one time, when I was a legal secretary, I got a nameplate. I felt like I'd really arrived. I still have it.
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