Maybe a gal should actually read her offer letter when she gets it.
I just printed out the letter, signed it and tucked it in an envelope to mail to the powers that be at the New Job. As I was doing so, I noticed the start date. A WHOLE WEEK LATER than was previously discussed. Oh, sweet mercy!
As Ari put it, I should really buy a lottery ticket while I’m at it, because this luck can’t last long.
Geez. The way things are going, you might even meet a nice guy in a bar.
But in a bar in NYC because that long distance stuff sucks
this smells like SHOPPING!
Seems like everything is going your way. Congrats!!!
Psst! Send some here!
*Mwah*
you want the stress part, too, Deb? I’d TOTALLY send that to anyone, and pay the postage!