White Dog is sometimes amazed by the things we do for the "privilege" of getting up every morning, dragging a razor across the face, tying a fabric rope around the collar, and then spending eight hours sitting at a poorly lit desk pushing buttons. We helped Rob update his resume--carefully constructing it to maximize its positive and keyword appeal. White Dog sat next to Steve and tried to act as if what we were doing was important in the true scheme of things. Failing that, she chewed a mint stick and ignored us.
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