The best part of waking up ...
Apr. 7th, 2004 09:27 amis finding out that the breifcase containing resumes and a professional portfolio made with blood, sweat, and tears is *not* inthe trunk of your car where you left it the night before but, instead, at an elementary school half a mile away.
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At least nothing was missing. I'm still not sure how it was stolen. The back door of my car was open, but
A. why not the front door since that's wehre the control to the trunk is
B. how did they know to look in the trunk and
C. what the fuck happened?
Unless the bag fell out while I was getting my pillows last night, but then why didnt' I hear it?
Ain't life grand? I'm just glad I got it back.
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At least nothing was missing. I'm still not sure how it was stolen. The back door of my car was open, but
A. why not the front door since that's wehre the control to the trunk is
B. how did they know to look in the trunk and
C. what the fuck happened?
Unless the bag fell out while I was getting my pillows last night, but then why didnt' I hear it?
Ain't life grand? I'm just glad I got it back.
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Date: 2004-04-07 09:41 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2004-04-07 09:54 am (UTC)It was the portfolio. I dont' have copies for everything I have in there because a lot of it is the orginal stuff. And it took me forever to put it together. I would have cried very hard had I lost it.
And writing resumes does suck. I'm on my fifth version.
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Date: 2004-04-08 08:04 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2004-04-09 06:16 pm (UTC)Luckily, everything worked out, thoguh.