if that ain't cool I dunno what is...
in today's episode we learn why
1) berlin loves me
2) I'm really dariock holmes
3) why today is actually christmas
and
4) I'm unsure if I don't really belong to a sicillian famiglia
new ways to create social jealousy from one's boss. client from berlin calls up with a weird question. dariock holmes says she'll call back in a few and googles around a bit. gets suspicious and goes on the buyyourshitehere page. finds proof her mama didn't raise a fool there, calls client back and tells him he can get his heart's desire with "the enemy".
he doesn't exactly have tears in his eyes, but asks if I liked their goodiebag they sent the other day. "which goodiebag?" I ask. he sighs and says they sent 2 packages, one their return, one adressed to me directly. "oopsie" I goes and promise to open the already-packed-return-shipments-ready-to-be-picked-up-to-be-shipped-back-to-my-warehouse. I find his package and open it in the hallway. a box of swiss pralinées by lindt and a little book. one of those little books you flip very fast and then the picture moves. pocketcinema? it's a bird that hops and says thankyou. bossman walks by, while I still go aaawwwwww, he looks at my chocolate and I chuckle at him with "see? they love me!".
I call the client again and say aawww and thankyou! and ask what's the occasion? he goes well it was for all my help. I tell him that's for free and there's no need to give me anything for it. he says they know but they wanted to show me they're really grateful. I'm moved, I really am! :o)))
the doorbell. parcel-service, bringing the housepost from HQ and another package for me. yay! it's the sneakers I ordered! I try them on, they fit, they're blue, they're adidas, they cost about 1/3 of the retail price, I love them immediately. a look at the calendar claims it's only november, but they're wrong. it's christmas, it has to be ;o)
my brothers are having a bit of a vendetta with one another. the older one (OO) vs. younger one (YO). long story short: they had a bit of an arguement earlier this year and stopped talking in april. YO called OO up monday night, but OO cut him short after 20 seconds, not wanting to talk to him. YO's hurt, OO sends me pissy sms to my mobile phone. I think they're both dorks and pussies and I wish once again I was a single child. not.
heheheh
1) berlin loves me
2) I'm really dariock holmes
3) why today is actually christmas
and
4) I'm unsure if I don't really belong to a sicillian famiglia
new ways to create social jealousy from one's boss. client from berlin calls up with a weird question. dariock holmes says she'll call back in a few and googles around a bit. gets suspicious and goes on the buyyourshitehere page. finds proof her mama didn't raise a fool there, calls client back and tells him he can get his heart's desire with "the enemy".
he doesn't exactly have tears in his eyes, but asks if I liked their goodiebag they sent the other day. "which goodiebag?" I ask. he sighs and says they sent 2 packages, one their return, one adressed to me directly. "oopsie" I goes and promise to open the already-packed-return-shipments-ready-to-be-picked-up-to-be-shipped-back-to-my-warehouse. I find his package and open it in the hallway. a box of swiss pralinées by lindt and a little book. one of those little books you flip very fast and then the picture moves. pocketcinema? it's a bird that hops and says thankyou. bossman walks by, while I still go aaawwwwww, he looks at my chocolate and I chuckle at him with "see? they love me!".
I call the client again and say aawww and thankyou! and ask what's the occasion? he goes well it was for all my help. I tell him that's for free and there's no need to give me anything for it. he says they know but they wanted to show me they're really grateful. I'm moved, I really am! :o)))
the doorbell. parcel-service, bringing the housepost from HQ and another package for me. yay! it's the sneakers I ordered! I try them on, they fit, they're blue, they're adidas, they cost about 1/3 of the retail price, I love them immediately. a look at the calendar claims it's only november, but they're wrong. it's christmas, it has to be ;o)
my brothers are having a bit of a vendetta with one another. the older one (OO) vs. younger one (YO). long story short: they had a bit of an arguement earlier this year and stopped talking in april. YO called OO up monday night, but OO cut him short after 20 seconds, not wanting to talk to him. YO's hurt, OO sends me pissy sms to my mobile phone. I think they're both dorks and pussies and I wish once again I was a single child. not.
heheheh
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