Tuesday, April 20, 2004

The panster had a job interview tomorrow with these wankers called shreeveport. This was booked and confirmed yesterday. 30 minutes ago, somewhat concerned at their lack of further communication I rang the agent to find out what was happening. Apparently they liked someone they interviewed today, have employed him and aren't bothering to see anyone else.

I suppose it's a lucky escape as they are obviously total twats and it wouldn't work out between us, but nontheless, pan finds it hard to express just exactly how much he does not like being dicked about like this.

Please feel free to gift them a denial of service attack.

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