All closet inhabitants are asked to do NOTHING but cross all fingers and toes and chant, either silently or aloud, depending on your circumstances, "Give Ashley that job" over and over between the hours of 2:30 and 4:00.
Em's mom reminded me that I've never been interviewed for a job before, that in every prior case I've been pursued and offered jobs, not out looking for them. This actually only managed to add to my anxiety.
Don't forget, the sooner Ashley starts amassing her fortune, the sooner we go on the Closet Cruise.
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Wednesday, July 30, 2008
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