Turns out that my two weeks trial is exactly just that: a two-week trial.
There was a Japanese girl doing two-weeks trial before me, and after mine, there is another girl doing hers. So basically, we are three competitors for the job, à la queue-leu-leu.
And after the last bitch's two weeks, I will know if I were the better of the trio. And then I might get the job.
I WAS DUPED and I don't have the job (yet).
I have to call the pub and tell them I am not quitting after all, and that I LOVE being a barperson and don't fire me if I called you all bastards behind your backs... please.
I told you I should have tiptoed... (in the study with the dagger).
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3 comments:
may the force (or patience) be with you, my young padwan.
mwa
u go get'em
We just added your blog to Libnen.com. Keep up the good work.
Hi there!
Sorry I have been away from my blog all summer long.
Good luck with your blog people!
Maha, when you say Mira, you mean Mirella, right?! If so, Big hug to you!
I will be linking your blog to mine and dropping by every now and then!
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