Last time I had an interview in SLC (10 yrs ago), I spent the night with a friend in Grand Junction, drove the rest of the way early in the morning, and changed into my suit in/next to my car in the street. Sack up and where the suit, it's not that hard to figure out.
"fuck off you asshat gaper shit for brains fucktard wanker." - Jesus Christ
"She was tossing her bean salad with the vigor of a Drunken Pop princess so I walked out of the corner and said.... "need a hand?"" - Odin
"everybody's got their hooks into you, fuck em....forge on motherfuckers, drag all those bitches across the goal line with you." - (not so) ill-advised strategy
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