Yesterday 160 people lost their jobs because, at least in part, one of my client's didn't beleive me when I told him what he needed to do.
My lack of persuasive skills means 160 people with no income just before Christmas.
It's not my fault, I gave him the right answer, and sketched out a plan that would have kept everyone happy and kept him trading.
There is something weird going on too - everyone you speak to has run into an ex-lover and is having a hard time rationalising it. Maybe it's a horoscope thing. Me, I still love everyone I've ever loved - it's my strength and my weakness.
It's going to be a long, cold winter, I can feel it setting in .
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- Fountains of Wayne, Dusty Springfield, Nickleback, Talking Heads
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Thursday, November 15, 2007
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6 comments:
"I still love everyone I've ever loved" - phew! I think sometimes that it's only the hate that keeps me going.
That was a bit fucking pompous of me on reflection wasn't it - but sadly it's true.
I can't share your Ben Cohen infatuation - sorry, still prefer the mad bearded Frenchman!
You must be a lesbian!!!!!
It is getting cold, that's for sure. *yawn* OMG, I am SO tired. I wish student-teaching were over with now. I still have a good three-four weeks to go.
I don't notice the mad bearded french man having tits ...so not a lesbian. Ben's just too clean cut and nice for me.
DB - I think it's a tired time of year you know.
It's so sucky that your client didn't heed your wise counsel. You can lead a whore to culture, but you can't make 'em think.
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