Playing Canasta Professionally | 12/21/04
If only I could make $40k/yr playing canasta. Since I can't, I'll have to continue interviewing. I had a good one this morning. For some reason my computer is poking along right now. JAC called me today to ask me where some files were. The conversation went something like this:
Lecia: Hey Mike, I was wondering if you happened to know where the CDs with the terminated files you scanned were?
Me: Do you have any intention of rehiring me?
Lecia: Well, no...
Me: I have no idea where your CDs are. Goodbye.
I know right where they are--right where I left them. Had your decision to let me go not been so rash, maybe I'd fill you in. Sorry...assholes.