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Friday, June 10, 2005

 

E-mails

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E-mails (From the cool guy I went to my prom with...but was never
interested in that way...I love that we still keep in touch every now & then).

To Chick,

I have an interview on Friday in Chickville
for which I am diligently preparing. It is with a consulting firm
& it might be nice to work near you, no?

PD (prom date...in case you're guessing)

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To PD,

Yes, it is near me. Where exactly are you interviewing?

By the way, you're the smartest person I know (why do you
think I love you...anyway?!)...you'll get it.

Will you have time for lunch?

Chick

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To Chick,

The company is x; they do knowledge
management. It's actually not an interview, but
a group of candidates exchanging info with the CEO, et al.
at the Hyatt Regency for a breakfast meeting.
Unique, huh?

I'm the smartest person you know?! I'll remember
that if I need a personal reference, you!
But these are some pretty bright
people. I think they primarily
like me for my experience.

Gee, I thought the friendship was based on other
things, but if brains work for you, swell.

It ends at 10:00 am, so lunch might not work. On the
other hand, I could probably be convinced to hang
around a bit...or not: we'll agree to, like, 11:30
and you won't be there until 1:00. Maybe a snack
at a rest area is best? (He thinks I'm late all the time...damn him).

PD

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To PD,

Actually, I love you for your
experience too.
Plus, you use fancy words like, et al.
That gets me hot.

Hey, I was EARLY for our last meeting
...but you were MORE early (due to
the unexpected lack of traffic on your part).
Remember?

I'd MAKE time for lunch with you...baby!

Chick

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To Chick,

We'll work out time on Thursday, K?

PD

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This was a couple of Friday's ago...so...lunch has come & gone...&
yet...the e-mails continue...


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To Chick,

I really enjoyed our lunch. Thanks for taking a long one.
Even still, it was a short amount of time to see you. I hope this job
works out so that it will become more common.

PD

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To PD,

I enjoyed lunch too. It's funny, every time I spend time with you,
I leave thinking that it wasn't enough time...make sense?

Good luck with the job search. I'll look at your resume & check the
postings here for you. You never know what might turn up.

Chick

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To Chick,

It's always the case. I wish I could say, "see you later" like you
would a neighbor. The kind you don't mind seeing, rather than ducking
back in the house when you see them pulling in their driveway.

Thanks for the job assistance.

PD

p.s. Your top was distracting.

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To PD,

I love the neighbor description...very true...

Chick

p.s. That was inappropriate of you to say that...(I am totally just
kidding...ha, ha...I know, I'm not funny....but it's all about pleasing
myself, right?)

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To Chick,

As I mentioned at lunch, you provided me some of the impetus to
continue improving myself, so I am glad I could return the favor by stroking
your ego. I was really just sharing my inappropriate thoughts for my own
pleasure, but if you get something out of it as well, bonus.

Don't blame me. Blame yourself, flaunting it like that. Shameless...

PD

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I never thought of myself as shameless before...could that be a good thing?


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