From pa_zrb@king.coe.neu.edu Thu Jun 16 16:3
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From: pa_zrb@king.coe.neu.edu (Dumb American)
Newsgroups: alt.fun.with.tob
Subject: Re: Where are the people
Date: 16 Jun 1994 19:37:03 GMT
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In-reply-to: kbiglione@delphi.com's message of Mon, 13 Jun 94 00:03:50 -0500
kbiglione@delphi.com writes:
>what's the deal with megan? and why did you go on the job interview
>with what's her name when you don't really like her. or are you playing
Well, first of all, Megan (the one who gets free dry cleaning) is my
sister. I love her dearly. As for what's her name, Alex, I do like
her. It's just that she's one of my more annoying friends. But I'm
always willing to accompany a friend to an interview. It's one of the
benefits of being friends with Zach Bolinger - you never have to go
to a job interview alone.
Little side note, I totally forget that I had mentoined my sister in
either story. I was quite scared that someone I've never heard of
knew who my sister was. And then I skimmed the rest of the letter and
saw the word "interview." I was truly scared, because unbenownst to
the computer world, I recently interviewed for a polymer company in
product testing. (I got the job, thank you) But you really don't care
about that, the point is I thought spies were after me.
Why would spies be chasing me you ask? I'm not sure. Why do you ask?
You're not a spy are you? Well if you are, I've got nothing to hide,
so let me just give you a little update. As of today, I am moving out
of Speare Hall room 217. As you may have already figured out, this
means that the menu offered to diners in the Speare Room 217 Dining
Extravaganza is slightly smaller. At one time the menu included
Toast, Pilsbury Toaster Strudles, PopTarts, waffles, strawberries,
Cherry 7up, Romaine lettuce, imported beer, celery and cream cheese,
bagels, potato chips, cookies, cold cereal, chilled beverages, fruit,
raw cookie dough, gallons of fresh brewed coffee, instant oatmeal,
ramen noodles, and hot chocolate. Now the menu is empty, no food is
available from the Speare Room 217 Dining Extravaganza. Second thing
that has changed since the toaster and microwave stories were written,
my athlete's foot has cleared up. <wild cheering in the background>
Megan might not get free dry-cleaning anymore. Right now, she's being
trained to sell knives door to door. No really, she is. She is quite
convinced that she will make piles of money doing this. I wish her
good luck. If this should become a steady income, she will retire from
the dry cleaners. Oh well, she was going to leave for college this fall
anyway. I don't own a lot of Dry-clean only items anyway. I think they
are evil.
Fourth change: In light of the fact that I am moving out of the dorms
today, I have returned all the silverware that I have ever taken from
the dining hall (except the stuff we left at the train station). I was
planning to return it all along. So I really was just borrowing it.
Alex did not get the job she interviewed for. When she went for the
interview, she got all dressed up, and brought her resume (even though
she was just applying for a job at the mall) so they were impressed.
The interview went well, and when she told me it went well, I
congradulated her. I suggested that she call them instead of waiting for
them to call her. She said she didn't want to harras them. I reminded
her that a small operation would not have a personel department to
spend time trying to get a hold of people, so they'll hire the first
person who shows initiative and calls back. I didn't belabor the point,
because it was stressing her. That should prove that I do care about
Alex. Actually, that doesn't prove anything. I wanted her to get a job
because she owes me fifty dollars.
Change number six: This is perhaps the most momentus change since I
last wrote. This is the news that made it worth reading this far into
my post. There is a new card in my wallet! Yes, I am now the proud
owner of a membership at Videosmith (that's the video store down the
street from my dorm). I've actually been holding back. I also have a
membership card for the American Institute of Chemical Engineers. This
is not an exciting card. See the point of having cards in your wallet
is to make you feel more adult. The AIChE membership card makes me feel
no more adult than the Burger King Kid's Club card I used to have.
The microwave's fine, the toaster is fine. Thank you for asking.
Now, it might be up to two weeks before I get back on line, but I will
return, and my account will be here to write to regardless, so write
me if you have any more questions. Please note that the return
address listed in the header is this workstation, mail to:
pa_zrb@splinter.coe.neu.edu
and I will reply. Post here often, and continue the undying search
for Tob Wood. I'd love to hear from him.