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--the hell is-- where-- Clooney? Clooney, boy, where are you?
*sound of distant barking*
All right, where is my dog, and why am I-- where am I?
*hurried chittering* *more hurried chittering* *a small squeak*
And I'm free to go once I read out your paperwork here, is that what you're saying?
*another squeak*
Okay. I'll do it. But next time, just wake me up and ask me, okay? This kind of bull*feedback* is kind of more than I need right now.
*chittering* *papers shuffling* *more paper's shuffling*
Damn, man, I thought this place was quiet.
( Never awake me when you have good news to announce, because with good news nothing presses; but when you have bad news, arouse me immediately, for then there is not an instant to be lost. --Napoleon Bonaparte )
Not sure how that's her business, but there aren't any more notes, so I can't tell you. Instead, I am going to go collect my dog and get the hell home.
Good night, good rest, and oh, yeah! Morgan's Hardware is hiring! We've got a nice employee discount. I'd say more, but the squirrels are givin' me looks.
Adios, folks.
[*flops dead* will do casting pings ASAP*]
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fandomhighscrewyoumarvel)"Good morning," Steve said to his class as soon as the clock struck ten. He began handing around copies of the syllabus as he spoke. "Nuts and bolts first. I'm Steve Rogers, and this is Battles that Changed History. ( Cut for length. No, seriously. This is what happens when you get him going. )
fandomhighimonscholarship)It was Dan's first day in the library and he was just as nervous and excited as you would imagine a spastic geek like him would be. After spending a couple of minutes getting to know the place, he sat behind the front desk with a book and a cup of coffee, ready to help people in any way he could.
psychic_wonder)
Hey everyone! We have a few announcements we want to share to get everyone prepared for some events!
This Saturday, we're going to be dipping back into our bag of tricks and having another Crazy Phone Day! Yes, that event started by the one and only Marty Blank is coming back! If you've been here for a previous Crazy Phone Day, you know how it goes. If you haven't, check out the examples here and here! Basically, every phone call you make could possibly get re-routed to the wrong voicemail. Hijinxs ensue!
Also, we want to give a little warning for this since you might need to prep your characters: next weekened, Fandom's going to be hit by a pretty nasty blizzard. It's going to knock out power to the dorms and most of the town (Caritas will remain with electricity). However, fireplaces will appear in all common rooms and all businesses to keep people warm. If you're a business owner, you may mod generator power if you need to! Extra blankets will appear in all the common rooms too, and cuddling is encouraged (please make sure you have permission to cuddle beforehand, though)!
Questions? Comments? Snowballs?
fandomhighmakesfaces)As his students wandered in, Jim possibly started to have second thoughts about this class topic. Sure, office work was horrible. But there really was a lot to be learned and experienced from working in a business. Maybe, just maybe, he should rethink things and give a different view of the business world.
But that would require coming up with a new syllabus, so Jim just went ahead with the class he had planned.
"Good morning and welcome to Business 102. I'm Mr Halpert, but a couple of you already knew that. What you probably didn't know is that before I came to Fandom, I was one of the top salesmen for a mid-sized paper supply company based in northeast region of the US. I was actually just about to transfer from the Scranton, Pennsylvania branch to the Stamford, Connecticut branch with a promotion to Assistant Regional Manager before I remembered that I really didn't want to turn a job at that company into a career. And taking a promotion is a convenient way to do just that."
"The basic point is that I really didn't like working there, but I did it for years thanks to a combination of doing as little work as possible, getting other people to help me not do work, being good enough at my job to not get fired, and having the least productive boss in the world. And except for that last one that you just need to get lucky with, I'm here to teach you all of that to help you survive at a crappy, crappy office job that you might end up having."
"So, let's start by doing introductions just like you've done every other day this week. And while you're telling everyone your name and class, go ahead and also tell us what career you think you'll have after school."
"Oh, and don't mind the camera guy. It's his job to film me working."
fandomweather)
fandomhighsatedan_soldier)He'd heard there'd been a standard set for this whole study hall thing, where he was meant to bring pastries and drinks.
Well, Ronon brought pastries. And coffee. While the coffee and bran muffins were free to all, the doughnut box was next to his computer. And sadly, that box was empty. His facial hair was dotted with powdered sugar, indicating where those doughnuts had gone.
[And thus ends my role as dirty, spamming whore for tonight!]
fandomhighsuit_of_awesome)Barney banged his gavel on the table to get his little stuco minions' attention. "Well, I hope you all enjoyed the trip to New York as much as I did, but now we're back and you had classes, blah blah boring talk, let's focus on how you, as representatives of your classes, are going to make your mark on Fandom in twenty-ten." Yes, he was going with the Awesome way of saying the year. Thousands were for the lame.
"And as requested, pizza." Because it was there on the table, this being lunchtime and all.
fandomhighfamous_gut)Gibbs stood in front of the classroom surrounded by coffee makers, his fellow teachers and... Ralph.
"Welcome to class," he said after the students had taken their seats. "This semester we are combining most of the law enforcement resources here on the island to provide you with the benefit of all our years of experience. Except for Ralph. He's here to take attendance."
Right now the trooper was glaring and making faces at Gibbs behind his helmet. Gibbs really didn't care.
"By now you should be tired of introducing yourselves," Gibbs continued, "And if you think that means you get to skip it this time... you're wrong. We're all going to introduce ourselves, instructors included, and tell everyone what we hope to achieve in this class."
Gibbs then pointed at a random person. "You first."
When that was done, Gibbs took his position again at the front of the classroom. "Now that we've finished we're going on to talk about possibly the most useful and practical skill you can ever have in law enforcement. It is not only the most important tool an officer can have but it is a skill that everyone should be familiar with."
( And what would that be? )
[OCD is up!]
missed_the_gate)
fandomweather)
not_jaded_yet)
After work, Jennifer changed into some comfy sweats and wandered down to the common room with a pint of Cherry Garcia.
Flipping through the channels, she found some sort of spy show marathon. That seemed like a good choice.
And the people on it were funny, too. Definitely a good choice, she decided. She'd be keeping the remote away from anyone who came in. But she might share her ice cream.
[ooc: Open!]
fandomweather)
heromaniac)Momoko and Dinah were walking the streets of Baltimore (no, not in THAT way), looking in windows and staring at people. Momoko had her hands in her coat pockets, her hat pulled firmly down on her head, and, boy, was she utterly glad she'd chosen to wear jeans on this trip; it may not be snowing but it felt like it would start at any minute! Despite all the walking in the chilly weather, she had a cheery bounce in her step. They were SHOPPING!
She turned around and started to skip backwards, facing Dinah, as she finally responded to the other girl's question. "Uhm, I'm fairly sure it is? But if you want, we can totally ask someone where it's at!" They were looking for a restaurant to spend some quality chatting time, eat something sweet, and to get in out of the cold. "I got the address from a website, which is weird since my cake-sense usually just lets me know where every restaurant is in a town, but I don't know much about this city so I could be totally off."
[for one, NFB]
fandomweather)
rocksthescarf)Chuck had his laptop with him at work again today figuring that if it was going to be a slow night in here, he could at least get something done that didn't involve throwing stuff at Tino for funsies. Even though the throwing stuff would be infinitely more fun than the hotel stuff Chuck was currently working on.
harper_journeys)Between her classes earlier in the week and talking with other people last night, Menolly was feeling comfortable enough to finally unpack her gitar, carefully retuning the strings as she let her mind play over the rhythms and inflections of the past few days.
It was dark in her room; the explanation of television from Ben hadn't quite clued her into how electricity worked, but she didn't mind. Glows at Half-Circle Sea Hold were rarely used for youngest daughters, and the darkness made her feel a little less exposed.
All nine fire lizards were lined up on the dresser and windowsill, chirping quietly amongst themselves as they flipped their wings back and arranged themselves comfortably to listen to music.
Menolly eyed the open door for a moment, but people who came because of music usually were people worth meeting, and she left it open as she started to strum gentle chords, attempting to put some of the thousands of things she'd seen into tune.
[Open door, open post!]
not_jaded_yet)
Jennifer was back to her She-Hulk self today. If she liked herself like this, there was no reason to hide it from the new kids. Fiona had definitely made a really good point.
So, there was a tall green person dressed in a woman's suit at Cabot and Associates today. She'd be very happy to help you.
[ooc: Open, OCD free, and I totally didn't forget to post this this morning. Rly.]
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By the time Jenny got to work on Friday, she'd just about decided to chuck this school business and go live on the beach somewhere. She'd heard Bora Bora was very nice this time of year.
Winter. Who thought that was a good idea?
She opened the shop, took a shot to warm herself, and stuck the NOW HIRING sign in the window. Pixie Dust was open.