The other day, I ran across this old pamphlet describing my former place of employment. The cover photo of the brochure gave me pause. I looked up at K.Lo, fresh from another trip to the dreaded Twoville Offices, screaming incoherently for some form of assistance. I looked down again at the brochure to see K.Lo smiling up at me, all well-dressed and impish. Except that it wasn't K.Lo, it was The Manager, once upon a Twoville. I have to wonder, can this finding possibly bode well for my career.
i'm not sure what that means but i'm with you!
also the moderated comments thing still freaks me out.