That's what I was told by an operator that wasn't really an operator and quit earlier this week...without telling me he was quitting.
I really don't know what to write, except I was told that after I asked him to explain to me how someone could live without having money from a job to pay the bills. Of course I know the answer. I was feeling mean and wanted to make him uncomfortable.
He'll probably apply for unemployment; and I'll have to write a few appeal letters. If it turns out like it usually does, I'll be the bad guy and he'll appeal all the way to the three panel tribunal and it will be decided with a coin toss.... I'm calling heads.
In Case You've Wondered
My blog is where my wandering thoughts are interspersed with stuff I made up. So, if while reading you find yourself confused about the context, don't feel alone. I get confused, too.
If you're here for the stories, I started another blog: scratchingforchange.blogspot.com
One other thing: sometimes I write words you refuse to use in front of children, or polite company, unless you have a flat tire, or hit your thumb with a hammer.
I don't use them to offend; I use them to embellish.