Category Archives: Work (WORK!!?!??!)

Maynard G. Krebs is frightened

Fighting about transportation

Posted on November 14, 2003 by Marchbanks

I got through the first week at the Empire without being bunged out or quitting either one. Continue reading →

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The Call just came

Posted on October 23, 2003 by Marchbanks

The Minions just phoned to offer me a place in their training class for the Empire’s inbound tech support contractors.  Ghods help me, I told ’em yes. Continue reading →

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More sickness (but not mine this time)

Posted on October 22, 2003 by Marchbanks

L is at home today with some kind of gut bug. Continue reading →

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A disquisition on the evolution of dustbunnies, and other matters

Posted on October 20, 2003 by Marchbanks

At one point all fifteen volunteers were taking pledges at once. Continue reading →

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It’s not coming together, it’s falling apart

Posted on August 31, 2003 by Marchbanks

The heavy stuff’s so heavy I couldn’t find a way to write about it. Continue reading →

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It had to come

Posted on June 27, 2003 by Marchbanks

Now I have to try to readjust my unemployment coping strategies and hurry them up by a week. Continue reading →

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A medley of extemporanea1

Posted on June 21, 2003 by Marchbanks

M and I will be thrown back on our own resources for TEN DAYS. Continue reading →

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At last I can stop feeling guilty

Posted on June 19, 2003 by Marchbanks

I just emailed the last story retelling to my editor, only five months after she asked me to do this bunch. Continue reading →

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Oh Jesus, I want this job

Posted on May 25, 2003 by Marchbanks

We’re a small downtown ad agency that needs a persnickety, full time Copy Editor. Continue reading →

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Last overtime

Posted on May 15, 2003 by Marchbanks

After almost six years of living here, I suppose I ought to meet my neighbors. Continue reading →

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