“Your applications is still pending, check back in about 30 minutes.” Sure, I’ve heard that before. “Typing for Dollars” kind of a day. At least, with this type of ghost work, I get chance to explore strange, new dimensions. (But these pumps are killing my feet. I honestly don’t know how women can stand to wear stiletto heels, even though, in my best piggish tone, they sure looks good.)
From surfing around the yesterday afternoon, I seemed to note a sense of dissatisfaction with the “High Tech” industry, the cyber geeks are all a little unhappy right now. Last year’s cute is this year’s failure. I had dinner with the twin Virgo’s and a Pisces with her new puppy. No, we didn’t have her puppy for dinner, that was just my thought. And I learned that rolled up newspapers are not a “politically correct way to train a puppy, not anymore. But for a boyfriend? Sure, that or a stun gun.”
