First off, I'd like to say thanks to all of you who've been reading so far. I'm up to 102 clicks as of this writing, and at least half of those aren't even mine!
Even though most of my posts have been political in nature, that's not what I'm completely about. Just been sorta riled up lately.
I'm working on Sunday. At a funeral home, to be more specific. No, I've never seen Six Feet Under so I don't know if it's the same. The funeral business, like any other business, is a business. I'm not a licensed funeral director (nor will I ever be), so I don't do the especially gruesome stuff. I'm an assistant to the funeral directors, nine men ranging in age from thirty-five to sixty-seven. When I'm not supervising wakes or performing mundane office tasks, I talk baseball, comedy, women, and life with some of the younger guys. I've never had a burning desire to work in a funeral home, I just needed money and a kid I knew from high school mentioned the good pay here.
After three years, I leave the place in a week. I'm interning for a Big 4 accounting firm this summer, a summer which I've been looking forward to more than any other. I'll be living at Fordham's Lincoln Center campus during the internship. Manhattan living has been a desire of mine since I was a boy of six, walking with my Mother in the cool December evenings of the truly magical Christmastime in the City. I always wondered why visit the magic when you can live among it.
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hello michael. i copied and pasted your entire entry so i could respond/mock more efficiently. my comments will be in bold from this point on.
First off, I'd like to say thanks to all of you who've been reading so far. I'm up to 102 clicks as of this writing, and at least half of those aren't even mine! i assume this is a lie. there definitely aren't 51 people who care that much about your blog. possible reason: they click on your profile, say "what in the hell" go to click the x to close out and accidentally hit your link.
Even though most of my posts have been political in nature, that's not what I'm completely about. Just been sorta riled up lately. republican ignorance
I'm working on Sunday. At a funeral home, to be more specific. No, I've never seen Six Feet Under so I don't know if it's the same. The funeral business, like any other business, is a business. WOW I'm not a licensed funeral director (nor will I ever be), so I don't do the especially gruesome stuff. I'm an assistant to the funeral directors, nine men ranging in age from thirty-five to sixty-seven. When I'm not supervising wakes or performing mundane office tasks, I talk baseball, comedy, women which you are an expert on for sure, and life with some of the younger guys. I've never had a burning desire to work in a funeral home, I just needed money and a kid I knew from high school mentioned the good pay here. and you like to pry on mourning widows.
After three years, I leave the place in a week. this sentence is grammatically confusing I'm interning for a Big 4 accounting firm this summer, a summer which I've been looking forward to more than any other.you know you want to brag about it being PWC. HEY EVERYONE - mike's working for pricewaterhouse coopers this summer. I'll be living at Fordham's Lincoln Center campus during the internship. Manhattan living has been a desire of mine since I was a boy of six, walking with my Mother in the cool December evenings of the truly magical Christmastime in the City. I always wondered why visit the magic when you can live among it. this does not make you sound gay at all
hope this was an enjoyable comment for all. you know i have mad 143 for ya mike.
-jess
Dear Michael Scott,
I don't usually respond to your blogs. Normally cause I'm not that desparate to procrastinate. However, this time I feel that I need to say something, for your own well being.
First, Talking about working in a funeral home isn't usually a good way to pick up women.
Second, Saying you sold out to a funeral home just for money is also not a good way to pick up women.
Third, one and two being said, I question how it is your able to be talking to these guys about women when you're clearly no authority.
And finally, you're living in Manhattan in the summer. Not winter. So despite your lovely dreams about Manhattan and winter (which is actually a good way to pick up men)that won't be the case. I don't want you to arrive at LC with unrealistic hopes, only to have them dashed by the evil, pointy nose of a certain ugly statue. Also, I feel as though you're description of Christmas was ripped off from Elf (ie. the twirly swirly gum drops monologue)and you're whole "visit the magic" sounds vaguely like a Disney marketing campaign circa 1995.
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