ME glaring at Cheryl, who took the last donut: idk, maybe don't hire Cheryl
Because they drown at their own wealth Edit: I got down voted :(I thought of that in my head and just wanted to share it
Her: Yep, and pillows don't talk. I think we're bonding.
Idk, but they sure are hot.
Idk!
Applicant: Sorry I'm late! Interviewer: You're hired!
Oh. My. God. You're hired.
One to screw in the lightbulb, stock four carts of supplies, and handle seventeen simultaneous customers at any one time for five consecutive hours.
He couldn't handle the repercussions.
Nostrildamus
They are clearly the present. Old people are the future.
Long pause while Jesus glares at interviewer* Are you being serious right now