zrusilla ([info]zrusilla) wrote,
@ 2006-01-14 09:18:00
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I wrapped up my contract
at Bank of America.

Word of my departure travelled quickly up and down the line of cubes. The knuckleheads, as I have come to affectionately call my cubiclemates, were startled and upset. "What? You can't extend? I can't believe you're not going to be here on Tuesday!" I called over my supervisor. "These fellows have become emotionally attached to me," I told him. "Next time you get a female contractor, give them the heads-up a few days in advance so they can deal with their grief."

It was a pleasant gig, and a total freebie that fell from the sky into my lap.

I never want to see a Vignette product again, though.



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