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I worked for about an hour and a half today, then my coworker-turned-supervisor (he'd be my manager, but he only manages me) gave me a note:

1. You're not fired.
2. Quietly pack your stuff for the weekend and meet me outside.

Having done so, I was told to go home. Long story short, the main boss-guy thinks I'm ugly and smell funny. I should have known it would happen as soon as I wrote that in the recent entry....

( Short story long... )

I'll go get a haircut. It's about time for that anyway.

Minor Update

Tiny relatives will be visiting for the weekend. This means no internet connection, as the computer must be placed somewhere with no phone line access. Since I'll have no other contact until Sunday night (at best), I'll be alternating between being in Vvardenfell, and in Freelancer space.

Rocket ninja prinny Go!