I don’t know why I keep going back to Staffworks. I just sat in their waiting room (such as it is) for about half an hour, determined that I was going to talk to someone today instead of getting brushed off by the receptionist. Well, when I got in, the lady seemed irritated to be talking to me. She said “sometimes these things take time, Mr. Lovelace”. In short, “don’t call us, we’ll call you”.
Oh, well. I can’t make them find me work. Although I did identify potential hostages. Who knows? If I’d toss a few bodies out the door, screaming “Who’s old now, you fucks?”, they might start taking me seriously.
Okay, special note to the FBI; That was a joke, okay?
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