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Evans & Peck ... ahh, my future employer. About a week ago I got a call from EP telling me that I had been accepted as an intern which caused me to grin from ear to ear for the rest of the day.
They got me to visit the office for a briefing session with other interns and also to have a chat with some of the people who work there.
One of the conversations I had with a 'worker' went as follows:
Me: Hi =)
Him: Hello *looks at name tag* Peter
Me: *looks at his name tag* So Ian, what do you do at this company?
Ian: Well I joined this company when it first started as a 3 person company along with Mr. Evans and Mr. Peck so I manage the overall operations of the company
Me: Wow, so your an *pause* associate?
Ian: No, I'm a Principal
--- Not a great start with the most senior person of the entire company! The EP positions in ascending order are Consultant, Senior Consultant, Associate, Senior Associate, and then Principal ---
Me: *oh yea shoulda realised that, hope he doesn't think I'm stupid now lolol Crap ... =(*
Ian: Mr. Evans and Mr. Peck have retired now though
Me: Wow, it would have been great if I could have met them here today
--- I've pretty much implied that I think meeting them would be better than meeting Ian right now ---
Me: So what did you do before joining EP?
Ian: Well before EP I worked with a construction firm and funnily enough Mr. Evans was my interviewer for that company and asked me later down the track if I wanted to become a consultant and join EP
Me: I guess they were so impressed with you that they wanted you in their new company.
Him: *Pause ... * Yes LOLOLOLlololol!!~
Me: LOLOLOLLL
Me: *my my aren't we modest*
I'm very glad that last thought didn't come pouring out of my mouth, and now I have to keep my blog as a secret from all EP employees from now on.
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Work
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I did a shit the other day and when I looked down into the toilet bowl, there was nothing there!
I did a secondary shit and looked again and there was still nothing there!
Doesn't it suck when you've got nothing to show for all your hard work? | | |
| 1. A few weeks ago a dove laid 2 eggs in my balcony flower pot. It's been taking turns with its partner sitting on them. A few days ago the eggs hatched into dovelings. The dovelings look just like baby ducks ... tasty baby ducks.
2. Bus guy talking on his mobile:
"I'm not worried. All I need is 25% to pass .. thats like 30 out of 100"
I had a hard time trying not to lol
3. www.yakedi.com - real free txt service without ad message attached at the end of your txt
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| Wellll ... I've gotten French connection UKed in the ass by several groups this semester. Twice by my marketing group and twice by my business strategy group. Fobs, morons, lazy assholes, you name it, I've got it.
Bye bye virginity good marks.
On other uni related news, I've been promoted to President of the nerds the Golden Key thingo =D ... it makes me feel special. Being president, I'm have access to mass email which emails 1700 people at once. So I was sitting at my comp, giddy with the urge to send out something inappropriate like the infamous Jack and Jill joke.
Its the 4th one at:
http://www.lotsofjokes.com/dirty_jokes_21.asp
Highly recommended =)
Finally, have you ever thought about something really funny whilst just walking along on the street and had to try extra hard not to burst out laughing? ... my technique to not laugh is to bite my tongue, it works really well =)
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| Once there was a great river of tremdous force and power. This river was restrained by an even greater dam. At first it was only a small trickle. Such an insignificant crack in such a great dam, really was of no importance. The primitive village downstream took no notice. There was no real danger to their livelihoods, very few took notice. On top of that, the villiage did not have the resources to repair the dam. There was nothing they could do even if they wanted to.
Gradually, over time, the dribble turned into a flow. The villagers started to get concerned. Parents comforted their frightened children with stories of a hero coming to their aid, they comforted themselves through prayer to their gods day and night, and the village elders invoked the spirit of Eussit to come to their aid but alas, no hero came, the gods were silent, and spirits refused to answer.
Within a few days the dam collapsed. An unstoppable torrent of liquid death engulfed the poor village. Sadly there were no survivors.
The village was my face.
The spirit of Eussit was tissue paper.
The dam was my nose.
On the bus this morning I sneezed. My nose attempted to solve Australia's drought problems for 40 minutes before running out of river water.
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| Mister Microsoft Excel told me today that I need to average 87.5 from now on to get a Uni medal ... why would I want one? ... because its shiiinnnnyyyy
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