Ever since I was moved back into the main IBM Rochester building, I've been expecting to bump into my previous manager, Jenifer, who, as I've discussed here before, is quite probably Satan's mistress.
Anyway, I finally bumped into her today as she exited, and I entered, the cafeteria. It was one of those icy encounters where you can actually feel the air stiffen slightly. She gave me a glance that said "I can't believe someone hired you," while I returned a glance that said, "I can't believe somebody hasn't killed you yet."
I did manage to say "Hey, Jenifer," while she didn't say anything at all, so I guess that means I'm the better person, or something.
Posted by Ryan at April 26, 2005 12:24 PMYou are the better person because you have joined the ranks of people who have put a picture of their naked backside on the internet, not just because you're not an ice queen bitch.
Besides, anyone who insists on spelling their entirely mundane name in a stupid manner should be publicly ridiculed. I saw a realtor with the spelling of Renee to be "ReNaye". Bleh!
Posted by: Johnny Huh? at April 28, 2005 11:43 AM
Stumble It!
