Wednesday, July 16, 2003 Join our team!
How psyched am I?
Way.
One of the soulless Generic Grill restaurants called me back. My interview is this afternoon. I can't wait.
Team Cat is lounging in identical positions cuddled up next to each other on the couch, dreaming of their next oppourtunity to scream and yowl for Fancy Feast. They are our foster cats. Every week we have to take them to a nearby petstore so that the Cat Ladies can display them to potential adopters. We've only had them for a few days, though so this hasn't come up yet.
We agreed over the telephone to take them, and then the same day we found a little dog wandering into traffic. She's a little brown and white thing. Her ancestry is ambiguous. The best guess anybody's come up with so far is that she's some sort of Corgi/Chihuahua mix. She is also ancient. She only has about four teeth. Doesn't seem to bother her, though. Her hobbies include getting the leash stuck inside pricker bushes and sleeping.
I've promised her that, should I get this job today, one of my first acts will be to buy her the non-generic dog food she likes. posted by Frenz | 7/16/2003 01:11:00 PM
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