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zero_design, I cooked up a couple of sausages for myself. And now that I've eaten them, I remember why I don't like them: they're slime-filled sleeping bags stuffed with greasy, greasy pork fat!
I think the last time I ate a sausage was about five or six years ago. I hope I go at least twice that time before eating another.
I went to bed around 9:30 or so last night, and at some point, at what seemed like the middle of the night, the phone rang. As is my way, I lunged for the phone as I was waking up. "Hello?" I asked urgently. "What time is it???"
"Oh, I'm so sorry," said a strange female voice. "I must have woken you up. I'm soooo sorry! It's 10:30. I thought that wouldn't be too late to call."
"Uh, yeah. I was asleep. I get up at 5:30 in the morning for work. Who is this?"
And it ended up being a hotel where I'd applied for work. They told me they'd call back this afternoon, but so far, they haven't. If I don't hear back from them before I go to dance class, I'll try giving them a call. I really want a better job than the one I have.
But what employers would call so late at night? I don't call anyone after 9, unless it's an emergency, or I know they stay up late.
Anyhow, I didn't get much sleep because of the adrenaline pumping through my system after leaping out of bed like that. Some day, I'll train my body not to be so goshdarned somnambulistically-inclined to lurch for the phone. At least I answered in English, which is better than some of my historical late-night phone answerings.
zero_design, I cooked up a couple of sausages for myself. And now that I've eaten them, I remember why I don't like them: they're slime-filled sleeping bags stuffed with greasy, greasy pork fat!I think the last time I ate a sausage was about five or six years ago. I hope I go at least twice that time before eating another.
I went to bed around 9:30 or so last night, and at some point, at what seemed like the middle of the night, the phone rang. As is my way, I lunged for the phone as I was waking up. "Hello?" I asked urgently. "What time is it???"
"Oh, I'm so sorry," said a strange female voice. "I must have woken you up. I'm soooo sorry! It's 10:30. I thought that wouldn't be too late to call."
"Uh, yeah. I was asleep. I get up at 5:30 in the morning for work. Who is this?"
And it ended up being a hotel where I'd applied for work. They told me they'd call back this afternoon, but so far, they haven't. If I don't hear back from them before I go to dance class, I'll try giving them a call. I really want a better job than the one I have.
But what employers would call so late at night? I don't call anyone after 9, unless it's an emergency, or I know they stay up late.
Anyhow, I didn't get much sleep because of the adrenaline pumping through my system after leaping out of bed like that. Some day, I'll train my body not to be so goshdarned somnambulistically-inclined to lurch for the phone. At least I answered in English, which is better than some of my historical late-night phone answerings.
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Date: 2006-08-17 10:11 pm (UTC)From:Have you tried turkey sausage? Turkey saudage + jerk sauce = good :)
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Date: 2006-08-17 10:13 pm (UTC)From:I'm going to call the hotel. I still haven't heard from them.
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Date: 2006-08-17 10:19 pm (UTC)From:turkey sausage doesn't have much taste, and is pretty dry -- so some sauce to wet and give some taste is good.
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Date: 2006-08-17 10:42 pm (UTC)From:no subject
Date: 2006-08-19 07:39 pm (UTC)From:Did you hear back from the hotel folk? I hope so!
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Date: 2006-08-19 07:42 pm (UTC)From:Huzzah!
Date: 2006-08-19 11:06 pm (UTC)From:I've heard the manager is a bit of a spazz, but all the staff that I've talked to enjoy working there. Good luck!!!!