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Back to Poverty


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Mel Anderson, socio-cultural terrorist extraordinaire. Affiliates with both lizards and darkness. Approach with caution.

Back to Poverty

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nny no i don't think so
Well, my application for the Coles checkout assistant position has been, as they say, unsuccessful.

Looks like it's back to the drawing board, and continuing poverty, for me.


Mel, Queen of Darkness and Lizards
  • ha take that you povo fool... no minimum wage job for you :P, in other news D&D doesn't seem to exist... fix it
    • Always good to know that you will always be there, laughing at my misfortune when I need it most :P
      • its true, without me you just wouldn't Appreciate the nice and caring people in your life. i provide a very nice Juxtaposition that makes them seem all the sweeter :P
  • Fuck those poxy corporate swine and their crooked carnival. And you, Queen of Lizards- where do you get off applying for a position most commonly staffed by developmentally delayed Epsilon semi-morons? The nature of the checkout-chicks' task lends itself most smoothly to a person with foetal alcohol syndrome. As a fellow creature with an IQ above 70, I implore you to seek gainful employment in a more fitting occupation. http://www.seek.com.au/index.ascx?tracking=googleau
    damn it, use that vast processor you were born with, and get out there.
    • Alex-sama!

      LiveJournal just hasn't been the same without your delectably eloquent cybernetic presence!

      The checkout-chick position was a desperate attempt of mine to find funds of some nature, any nature. Art is not a cheap mistress, as you would know. She doesn't dine on rubbery offal, wilted salads and the peasantry's wine. She expects the finest, rarest cuts, the freshest vegetables, and the connoisseur's choicest spirits. A damnably demanding yet enthralling wench.

      Evidently, Coles are not interested in hiring entities with working brains.

      And you know what, I think this is a rejection I can live with ;)
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