This morning my alarm woke me up from a great dream where I was hunting with Bill Clinton. His shiftiness even carried over to outdoor activities within my dreams, which would probably make him a pretty great gal to head for a weekend of hunting and debauchery. This was totally different from a dream I had with Jimmy Carter, but thats for another day. Anyways, I got ready for work, put on my shoes and left. My shoes are very old. Theyre Doc Martins and the sole is coming undone, so they flap when I walk. It makes me embarrassed and when Im around others at work I dont like to cross my legs because it emphasizes the shoes. We wont talk about Docs moving their production facilities from England today (although, Im sure theres some quality connection issues that should be considered). The point is, I hate that. But, what can I do? Home based office jobnitz!
If I wised up, Id do a little bit of research. And I mean little as in slightly more than just kind of thinking about it. Get myself a home based job mentor (I recently saw something about this honest guy named Todd, thats up for giving just the right opportunity) and get cracking on not really ever having to...