Enter through the automatic door…..then stop, get out their list, organize their cart despite the fact they haven’t picked anything out yet, and cause general traffic mayhem.
This all sound wonderful, but how narrow are your seats gong to be that you have room for another aisle…am I going to have to diet is my question here, basically.
Elites want to get on first so there is overhead room for their bags, and they’re more likely to be seated near the front of the plane. Ruins boarding, but Air Apparent solves that by banning overheads!
Not sure it applies everywhere, but I definitely feel the “Don’t need 8 hours to do your job.” I took over for an retiring old person and turned most of their day into a macro. I either need to pick up this “recovering smoker” thing, or our friend Will needs to up the number of TGDAG articles per week.
I used to work for a utility, I can confirm. My boss told me that a hurricane hitting the south or a blizzard in the Midwest basically meant a new car for the linemen. They’d get sent to help in another state, get paid every hour they’re away from home, plus every hour they’re working, plus overtime, and end up pulling 40 hours per day.
My least favorite part of all these personal announcements is they all begin with the word “Officially.” Unless you are a head of state, this is not necessary.
I also went to a Whole Foods exactly once, and the scorn you received joking about expensive peanut butter is nothing compared to what I got when asking where they Advil was.
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Enter through the automatic door…..then stop, get out their list, organize their cart despite the fact they haven’t picked anything out yet, and cause general traffic mayhem.
Well this was bitchy.
This all sound wonderful, but how narrow are your seats gong to be that you have room for another aisle…am I going to have to diet is my question here, basically.
Elites want to get on first so there is overhead room for their bags, and they’re more likely to be seated near the front of the plane. Ruins boarding, but Air Apparent solves that by banning overheads!
Not sure it applies everywhere, but I definitely feel the “Don’t need 8 hours to do your job.” I took over for an retiring old person and turned most of their day into a macro. I either need to pick up this “recovering smoker” thing, or our friend Will needs to up the number of TGDAG articles per week.
$25 for iTunes. I own no iDevices. If anyone is hiring in the greater Philadelphia area, let me know…
I used to work for a utility, I can confirm. My boss told me that a hurricane hitting the south or a blizzard in the Midwest basically meant a new car for the linemen. They’d get sent to help in another state, get paid every hour they’re away from home, plus every hour they’re working, plus overtime, and end up pulling 40 hours per day.
“Please help me avoid foreclosure by donating $20,000.” That’s more than my net worth, #pgp.
Oh, here our “incidents” are usually just restructuring and “headcount reductions.” Just me?
My least favorite part of all these personal announcements is they all begin with the word “Officially.” Unless you are a head of state, this is not necessary.
I also went to a Whole Foods exactly once, and the scorn you received joking about expensive peanut butter is nothing compared to what I got when asking where they Advil was.
I’m not saying I’m committed to this story, but my heart rate might have been a little elevated reading this.
Ugh, don’t remind me.
-Person who turned 25 this month.
Their email servers aren’t the only things VW turns on and off when it’s convenient for them…
As someone who, from time to time, has watched the 12-2 AM block of “90s are All That” I am very pleased by this.
Less pleased that #FireJayTas insulted Scream, my guilty pleasure of the summer.
I pack my lunch because I’m on a financial diet. PGP.
Is it too passive aggressive to bookmark this and then post it under every stupid thing someone shares on Facebook?
Also, my least favorite blind post:
As of August 25, 2015, I decree all posts, photos, or comments made to Facebook are copyrighted under blah blah blah….
Post Grad Poll: Martini base vodka or gin?
Monday Morning Mimosas. $12 each, but when it’s on the company card, who cares?!
I could go for some VH1 I Love the 70s/80s/90s right now. Bring the Bonaduce!