Hasenfeffer Incorporated

So this morning’s interviewee to take my place is a girl named Karin (pronounced “careen”) who, in my personal opinion, is a bit too thin and friendly for this position. My magic trick today was that I came in half an hour late as she was waiting for her next interview because I fell on my ass in the snow and had to go home to put on new pants, a fact which I loudly discussed with my coworkers while my snowboots stained the carpet.

Tonight I’m getting a haircut, step one of the attempt to transform from drug-addled schlemeel to someone fit to have the word “analyst” in her title before I start the new job.

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  1. Please tell me step two is the methodone clinic.

    (I tease because I care.)

  2. I can quit whenever I want.

  3. Hey, congrats on your new kickass job. I can’t think of anything witty to say so um, yeah. Good going.

  4. If it’s “handwriting analyst” or “tea leaf analyst” I think you might as well save the money.

  5. Dammit. I only saw your comment this morning after I spent the money. Oh well, even a mood-color-chi analyst has to look good.

  6. I’m have “analyst” in my title and I’m not wearing pants right now. Don’t bring me down with your labels, man.

  7. No, CW, see, I think my “analyst” is pronounced differently than yours.

  8. Hahahahahahahahahahaha.
    That’s the funniest thing I’ve read all day.

  9. Thank you, I’ll be here all week.

  10. photos dammit!!

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