Tuesday, October 29, 2002
Whoopty SHIT! |10:59 PM|
I was talking to a customer on the phone today, just like normal, when Vid starts "yelling" across the room "They signed the contract!"
Quickly, I finished the call, and asked the standard "What?"
"They
signed the
contract!"
What did this mean? It meant I was going to be hired. It meant health benefits, it meant a raise. It meant a lot of things, and after this signature was confirmed, I couldn't put a finger on my emotional state. I think it was a bad sign when I reacted much more intensely about the appearence of peanut butter M&M's in the vending machine.
I was elated, I was relieved, I was calm. I tried to get pumped up about it. I sent this crazy ass email to Sulzanti, I'm sure he appreciated the FUCK out of that. I told Wench, and she reacted enthusiastically. I was just too burned out on the whole subject.
But I can talk about peanut butter M&M's. They're not a reeses pieces rip off, as you might suspect. They're larger, and have a layer of chocolate before the peanut butter. They take longer to consume than reese pieces, if you leave them on your tongue like I do. I was extremely pleased at the turn of events that led to this 55 cent candy aquisition. I had some goofy prose written here about my love for this candy... "the shells come apart like the end of a good conversation, all the possiblities have fallen away leaving only what has been chosen"... and such, but I thought it made me look a wee bit too crazy. And I was just trying to be silly, not profound.
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