Hmmmmm....
Apr. 17th, 2009 01:34 pmI had to meet a client in Chikkawogga this morning, so I decided to take a quick jog over to the DMV there to pick up an enhanced license application for Emily and a registration sticker (new! with actual stickage!) for Eleanor. On the way was a seafood restaurant with this sign out in front:

Now okay, I know that occasionally, they get loose-
Holy cow it's loose!
- but I must admit, the recession must be getting REALLY bad if restaurants are having to resort to job interviews as a means of acquiring shellfish.
-Please, come right in. Have a pot.
-Are you allergic to latex gloves, and more importantly, can you get them on over those claws?
-You get two weeks of paid vacation and a hot butter break every three hours.
-Where you do see your career in five years? How about in ten minutes?
And I would love to see the thank-you notes from the applicants. Possibly I already have, hiding in my salad on surf'n'turf night.
Now okay, I know that occasionally, they get loose-
Holy cow it's loose!
- but I must admit, the recession must be getting REALLY bad if restaurants are having to resort to job interviews as a means of acquiring shellfish.
-Please, come right in. Have a pot.
-Are you allergic to latex gloves, and more importantly, can you get them on over those claws?
-You get two weeks of paid vacation and a hot butter break every three hours.
-Where you do see your career in five years? How about in ten minutes?
And I would love to see the thank-you notes from the applicants. Possibly I already have, hiding in my salad on surf'n'turf night.
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Date: 2009-04-17 06:18 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2009-04-17 06:35 pm (UTC)