The jackboots are now waiting on the corner this morning and yesterday morning. I think it has something to do with ATMs.
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Anyway, two white people coughed loudly in my area. One was a pock-marked face of a balding, light-haired man. He walked hurriedly to the backdoor. The other one was a short blond haired woman with a big butt. She hovered around the printer area near J#n!ka’s desk.
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As for Hoan, he is using the company’s email to ask me questions about our head hunter. A couple of times are friendly reminders to have our supervisor sign our time sheets on Fridays for faxing later on the same day around 4:00pm.
One other email was about how the `corporate office` of the head hunter didn’t receive his time sheet. Now today he inquired if the temp agency told me that this is an assignment.
To Veronica and pals, that Vietnamese guy is giving me the creeps. If the company wants to hire someone for this position, they can have J#n!ka for all I care. She would be an ideal candidate for this dumb job, which is mindless!
I would rather stick to Plan A and be done with this assignment by the end of this years. I really don’t care.
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Lucas T. no longer smells like detergent. I guess the fools at this SLOW company have been reading my weblogs. His English is still incomprehensible. Yesterday, I got loud at him twice and had to request that he show me WTF he was blathering incoherently.
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One time, JJ N. flicked her tongue at me in a slow deliberate way when inquiring about the allocation of the products that Hoan and I were doing last month. She is Japanese and moves in a strange, dreamy sort of way. `Edo period` is what I’m picking up. A slight tinge of green `about` her skin color is what I saw, too.
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