Why My Face Hurts
July 22, 2005 § 8 Comments
I don’t tend to write about work very much. There are several reasons for this: 1) I don’t necessarily wish to be dooced and 2) I hate my job.
However, I received the most magnificent phone call this morning that quickly ended #2. That’s right – I GOT THE JOB. A marvelous, spectacular job at a fantastic university that’s going to pay me much, much more for doing less!
So here I am, pondering what to write on my
fuck you farewell letter with the biggest, widest grin on my face, so much so that it hurts.