Hey fuckers. You may think that just because you "read our blog" and "send us money" and maybe "make the funny in the comments" that your work here is done. INCORRECT. Your work here is just beginning. Many of you, you CLAIM, are computery techish elvish folk, by which we mean NERDS. Your mission, should you choose to accept it, is to convene yourselves into a hiring committee -- form of ... an ice abacus! shape of ... a badger! -- and ask some computer redesigny developer types the kinds of probing questions we do not know how to think up, to figure out whether or not we should hire them to redesign and rebuild this here mommyblog recipe hub and our sister site,
Another +1 for Wonkitburo, not to be confused with Wankitburo or Wonkitburito
Beyond that, Mistress Editrix, I humbly offer my services for the selection committee (no fucking way do I want to listen to the caterwauling the poor schmuck who actually does the implementation is going to be subjected to). I have relevant expertise that I can bring to the table.
If interested, I'm glad to communicate further and bring out the geek talk.
I volunteer to check references. Just make applicants provide them.
-What's the nature of your relationship with [applicant] -Can [applicant] hold his/her liquor? -Have you ever seen [applicant] enjoying some sideboob? -Is this person a lazy piece of shit, or what?
Is that... code?
There are actually worthwhile thoughts here, which I'm sure the Editrix can deftly separate from the snark.
C.R.E.E.P.P.P.P.P.
Doc did say finger. As a verb.
Another +1 for Wonkitburo, not to be confused with Wankitburo or Wonkitburito
Beyond that, Mistress Editrix, I humbly offer my services for the selection committee (no fucking way do I want to listen to the caterwauling the poor schmuck who actually does the implementation is going to be subjected to). I have relevant expertise that I can bring to the table.
If interested, I'm glad to communicate further and bring out the geek talk.
It wasn&#039;t me, but I <i>did</i> move your cheese.
Wonker, stomper, bomper, boo. It&#039;s the <i>Wonker Room</i>.
There&#039;s your damn committe name.
Dog Damn Slackers.
install = insert
What comment?
Now, that&#039;s fucking old.
I volunteer to check references. Just make applicants provide them.
-What&#039;s the nature of your relationship with [applicant] -Can [applicant] hold his/her liquor? -Have you ever seen [applicant] enjoying some sideboob? -Is this person a lazy piece of shit, or what?
Thank you! That&#039;s the first thing I thought of,also, too.
Where does the line form?
WATFIV, silly.
Sounds good to both MZ and PrdGrnPa&#039;s ideas. Onward, through the fog!!