From the new and improved 8 Ball:
These dudes are coming to look at the company today; they're thinking about buying it. Are they gonna come in, laugh, turn around and go home?
You may rely on it
So will I still have a job next week?
Yes
Should I still be saving money in case we're bought by a huge sadistic conglomerate and forced to wear gerbil suits as a condition of employment?
It is decidedly so
Hm. How about just a nice, big severance package that I can live off of for the next year or so?
Don't count on it
Crap. Oh well, can't argue with the 8 Ball...especially since it doesn't say much beyond variations of "yes," "no," and "buggered if I know, man."
It's supposed to rain this afternoon. I wish it'd hurry up and get started already.
same bitch time, same bitch channel...
Bumper sticker for the day: God was my copilot but we crashed in the mountains and I had to eat him [from Northern Sun]
Posted by Frida Peeple at April 6, 2004 08:24 AM