I had to, at work, well, not strictly 'had to' at work because in theory I was supposed to be doing work I was getting paid for but that’s a moot
point and temps are bad buggers when its comes to following rules because you’re
the hired gun for such a short period of time that by the time they work out
you did stuff all or this or that is wrong you’ve gone, cash in hand.
Anyway, where was I? Oh yeah, so I was doing personal stuff at
work. I’m dealing with a legal challenge at the moment and I was writing my responses out to the
crapola/fairytales I have to deal with regarding this challenge. As I typed away all this
stuff I had locked in my brain – good, detailed, juicy, kick-your-enemy-in-the-arse-at-the-appropriate-time
info came back to me. I have a phenomenally long memory. I forget nothing.
Ever. You never know when you’ll need
it. My confidence level over this legal crap? You couldn’t jump over it.
Elephants and me? Simpatico baby. We forget nothing.
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