Oh, some of them need laughed or yelled at, for certain.
I, however, need continued employment.
Oh, some of them need laughed or yelled at, for certain.
I, however, need continued employment.
Poker face.
No matter what I am thinking internally, it does not show externally. Essential skill for customer service.
A Toyota embedded, like a javelin, 6 feet off the ground in the side of an abandoned building.
They made the first 90° turn of a dog-leg, but missed the second and, with the help of a ditch, launched into the air at the building.
So… interfering in an interference case.
People were in an uproar over “indoctrination” by the game. If your child can be convinced to join the army by playing that game… maybe it’s for the best.
Fair point.
Fun game. Love the writing.
I’m still hoping for combo planets.
Or just not tell us and surprise us in the middle of a MO.
Cashiers fought for WFH?
If you’re talking about other sectors, it’s been done before (off-shoring in the 2000s).
Coworker of mine was handling hardware returns for our main data center. There were two issues with this: It wasn’t his job and he never told anyone about it. Work fired him during his vacation because they saw he wasn’t completing his assignments, but never asked him for reasons.
Six months later, the company got hit with over 200k in service plan renewals for hardware we no longer used.
So I did the tuxedo thing when I left a job. Security wanted photos.
I told security that there are only two ways to leave if you know it’s going to be your last day: Head held high and dressed to the nines, or carried out by as many security guards as possible.
They thanked me for choosing the former.
Same can be said of people.
Congratulations on your promotion!
Oh, I thought you got promoted to my command chain.
This new version of them was not someone I could hate.
We were completely new people, so it felt like the “us” from before were gone. There was no need to hold onto any of the hate.
I met one during college. We were both very different people by then and went out for lunch.
While there were no apologies (there were lines crossed by both of us), there was closure.
I made a ton of them while learning knife skills. They are way too much work versus tastier options, but they look pretty.
There was a post a few weeks ago referring to seals as “300kg cats with the emotional stability of a toddler and the morals of a seagull.”
So… yeah.
At it’s heart, it is a hearty beef stew.
With extra steps.
It should have been a flying whale.