Meanwhile in the hamster ball: Miss me much?

This one is from January when I had this certain neckpain for a month that I blamed on the drastic change in my boss's height (see also: previous boss). It could have been an ADATOK post if I haven't been a lazy bum to draw MESEBOLT and CHIPS nr. 11. Well, one day, foks, one day...

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Oh, that Borbolya! Wasn't she a shy little piece of adorableness when she was a kitten?

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So her phone said „Mum's calling”. What was I supposed to think?

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...is what would have happened if we lived in an honest world.

07/14/2012

06/01/2012

You waited well and here you go:

05/31/2012

You know the thing they always tell people like me: “you are not a waste, you're just special, and you are beautiful this way” and stuff. As if “special” had become a synonym for freak.

But you know how it works: when you're trying to get a job, that kind of “specialness” is not desirable, thank you very much. So being an extremely shy, extremely clumsy person with extreme phobias, my only hope is to – somehow, magically – become someone else before I step foot in a job interview.

I guess, getting shocked by fear in the edge of the town (one of my inborn phobias); getting some manure in my freshly-washed hair; getting completely lost, then realizing that I went out of the town on the wrong road; being 20 minutes late; then not being able to speak about how awesome I am (which I am of course not, but which every not awesome person must testify on a job interview), or – not being able to speak about anything –… I guess these exhaust the concept of being myself. I won't be a secretary at Boros és Fiai Ltd.

04/13/2012

That could be my motto...

01/16/2012