| psili | 
			05-30-2007 07:55 PM | 
		 
		 
		 
		
		
		True story: 
 
First real job out of college was working as a Y2K documentation specialist at a high-risk auto insurance company as a temp. Was hired on as a junior web developer working with Lotus Notes. Went through one boss and then the final one who wore a "WWJD" bracelet.  
 
Long story short, I got an email from a former college professor asking if I'd want to work where he was working: the dot.com addy of his email led me to a public company working in adult. When I gave my letter of resignation to the current WWJD boss, he tried the "you'll go to hell" stuff on me. Plus a nice raise. 
 
I sat there. Thoughts of a place hopefully more fun than where I was at, helped. Thoughts of playing pocket pool as a child while looking over all those cute girls in the crowd during mass when I was an alter boy... that's what sealed the deal -- I'd get to see them all growed up and naked. 
 
So I think: If Jesus was in my situation, he would have done what I did; quit unhappy job and get one where there's nekkid chicks to look at. 
 
*shrug* 
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