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even crazier was the phone call i got today from ratshitbatshit enjuneerun.
oh of course i sent it to voice mail:
"uh fred? this is Sana with ratshitbatshit and co. ummm yeah the client doesn't want to hire you because of your background report. ummmm i wish i had better news ummmm they said that they have filled the position. if there is anything we can do for you here at ratshitbatshit enjunneerun please let us know. ummm i do have a couple of prospects...." by then i hit 7 to delete. what the fuck ever. i'm still laughing! i'm in! no questions asked this time around bucko! i think she was feeling around to see if i was actually the one that filled the position. i was. but i'm not going to give her that info. fuck her and that company. it's late. i dunno. my feeling is they realized that they fucked up and could have made "said monies" on me job shop wise but by going by a piece of paper they gave themselves an anal enema and shit away a lot of money. their loss. fuck 'em.
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