Dick at my Job: We’re not late with our schedules, Tony is on vacation this week so he just can’t get to it.
Me: But you didn’t turn your schedules into him UNTIL he went on vacation, rather than when they were due, so they ARE late.
DAMJ: No, [my name said in a really slow and condescending tone] they were not LATE, Toooonnnneeeee is on vacation which is why they are not entered. So, is that ok with you, is it ok if Tony goes on vacation?
Me: Since the schedule was due on June 16, and today is July 22, we can say that your work is late. As a matter of fact, that is the exact definition of missing a deadline, AND being ill prepared. Also, since you waited until Tony went on vacation to turn in your work, you will now be an additional week late.
But to answer your question, yes, it is ok with me because last Thursday I turned in my resignation. My last day here will be July 31, so proceed as you please.
Sometimes you see a promo for a concert, and you kinda like the artist and you’re not opposed to the venue, but you feel like the combination of the two is unholy and you start making plans to be out-of-town that evening
That “sex vs. basketball post” is on my dashboard in four consecutive spots right now, brilliant minds think alike, 💞 u all
So AO Scott wrote a less-than-favorable review of Woody Allen’s new movie. He just wasn’t impressed. And he also made a comment about the huge age difference between Colin Firth and Emma Roberts, who in true Allen form are the romantic end-game of the film:
Even if it were possible to watch this movie without thinking about Mr. Allen’s personal life — or to avoid arguments afterward about whether he is a creep, a monster or a misunderstood artist whose behavior has no bearing on his work — it would be hard to miss the complacency at its heart and the purely mechanical expediency of its execution.
There are now 187 comments on that review, most of which are by dudes who are SO PISSED that Scott dared to mention Allen’s personal life, because he “has been convicted of nothing.” They’re allv variations on that, with additional claims that the reviewer is too biased and that Mia Farrow has her secrets too.
Either there are that many dudes out there with nothing better to do than get butthurt by a review that wasn’t even mean in the first place, or Team Allen is in overdrive on the Times website.
I’m gonna go with “dudes with nothing better to do”
YES ALL DUDES
"(She read for the part of Bunny in the Coen brothers’ film “The Big Lebowski,” for one, but didn’t get it.)"
Can you imagine