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Friday, April 03, 2009
8 years
Yesterday marked my 8 year anniversary of working at the same company. Think of all the things one can do in 8 years. One could complete two terms of presidency and ruin a country. One could serve time in prison for involuntary manslaughter (I guess, I really have no idea). One could could have 10 non-twin kids, or 80 kids if you were an octomom every time you got knocked up. For me, 8 years means 5 more days of vacation. Bringing my annual vacation time to 6 weeks 2 days. If I really wanted to I could take off from November 18th until February 17th. How bad ass would that be?
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7 comments:
Rock and roll, Tim, rock and roll
Jeez. Are you a civil service employee? I know of no other employee who gets 6 weeks off a year except King County police officers.
In eight years you could needle-poing 64 kitty pillows.
Needle POINT.
That's a lot of vacation! You must be da MAN!
You can go through high school AND undergrad in 8 years. Damn.
Dude that's freakin' sweet!
I can't imagine working somewhere for so long. I'm far too fickle to stay in one place for more than a few years. I'm amazed I lasted at my last job for nearly 3 years.
Good God... at first I thought needle-poing-ing 64 kitty pillows was some sexual goal... I approve.
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