Minor Pleasures (3 Viewers)

[Unicron]

I had to fill in a form for a new customer last week. It asked for my title, I don't really have one so considered making up something grandiose

 

[7 - No tomorrow]

Minor Humblebrag:

I got an interview for a job - yay.

the job is a "product manager analyst" which, in all honesty, is the most jargony, put-three-corporate-words-together-and-see-what-happens, title of all time.

Internal or external?

Good luck.

 

[Lili Marlene]

Internal or external?

Good luck.

Oh internal. No major life changes right now, but more money would be good.

and thank you

 

[george mcfly]

I had to fill in a form for a new customer last week. It asked for my title, I don't really have one so considered making up something grandiose

Esq.

 

[therealjohnny]

Grandmaster

 

[Unicron]

Esq.

I should have given myself a PhD

 

[Cornu Ammonis]

I should have given myself a PhD

You need to earn that bad boy.

 

[7 - No tomorrow]

I'm putting one on my fake ID

 

[Cornu Ammonis]

I'm going to start calling my powerboat a yacht.

 

[7 - No tomorrow]

I'm going to start calling my powerboat a yacht.

You'll get some looks.

Don't say I didn't warn you.

 

[Cornu Ammonis]

Especially given that it's a VW Polo and doesn't even float.

 

[nooleen]

i'm going to start calling my yacht a powerboat

 

[7 - No tomorrow]

i'm going to start calling my yacht a powerboat

Anarchy is not all it's cracked up to be.

 

[nooleen]

i don't get it

 

[7 - No tomorrow]

Throwing out the rules of nomenclature is a slippery slope.

 

[jonah]

I just bought my favourite wet apply-matte dry lip cream from limecrime because I just got paid and now my lips will be FABULOUS.

 

[7 - No tomorrow]

I figured out how to make an extract of a pdf with Bluebeam.

And by figuring out, I mean I had an intern show me.

 

[Anthony]

Had a spin in a taxi and the driver wasn't a complete bastard.

 

[Anthony]

turn off adblocking on thumped a while back, rewarded with the animal t-shirt ad. Christmas present sorted!

 

[7 - No tomorrow]

There's a smell of bacon wafting up from the canteen through the atrium.

It's almost the olfactory equivalent of hearing Louis Armstrong's What A Wonderful World.