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Wednesday, August 31, 2005   Making Audrey Regret Asking For An Update Audrey, and everyone else out there in Blog-Land, I know that it's been a very long time since I've updated this blog. I apologize for the lack of blogging; however, it has been due to circumstances beyond my control. Those circumstances are mainly my completely inept brother repeatedly fucking over my computer with viruses and spyware. However, he did redeem himself by buying this nice new shiny HP laptop, which we are sharing custody of. That's right, a laptop. I could be blogging from...anywhere. Scary, isn't it? You don't know if I'm sitting with the computer on my desk or sitting with it on the toilet. Muhahahaha. I'm so evil. :) So, now that I finally have a functional (more than functional--it's shiny and NEW) computer, what else is new? A whole lot of nothing. I've been working a lot. I had a nice conversation with the store manager about where I see myself working at Gladhill; there are some opportunities arising in the company and he wanted to know what I'm looking for, meaning there's an opening in customer care (the department that we transfer all of the angry people to) and who is dumb enough to think getting yelled at all day is a promotion? Not me. There is also an office manager position becoming available as they open another store. However, I've met the new store manager for that store--picture a very fat, balding, angry Dickens character. One who hasn't figured out that it's not polite to stare at a woman's breasts or ass. This guy is a creep; he's a sexual harrassment case waiting to happen. And I'm not saying yes to working with that. But, I'm sure that I'll get a decent promotion soon enough. Things with Ian are going well; I'm very happy, but I'm not going to elaborate. For those of you that want to know--no, there are no wedding bells or shiny sparkly diamonds or the pitter-patter of little feet. Get those disgusting thoughts out of your head. posted by jaime | 8:16 PM 0 comments

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