Maybe I should have tried that when quitting my last job, I left because management was fucking the staff (literally, might I add) and burned out hell of a bridge when I left. Which, sadly, bit me in the ass in a serious fashion when I tried to get another job, as the bastards told everyone that I had no work ethic, the IQ of a houseplant, and God only knows what else. Now I can only get hired by people who are either desperate or are so distracted by my breasts that they'd hire me for ANYTHING, so long as they had me close enough to leave pupil prints on the front of my clothing.
I don't know why everyone is so upset about this. If a room full of "mathletes" frantically trying to solve for X, possibly Y, and in worst cases, Z, isn't a delightful and inspiring display of athletisicm, nothing is.
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Maybe I should have tried that when quitting my last job, I left because management was fucking the staff (literally, might I add) and burned out hell of a bridge when I left. Which, sadly, bit me in the ass in a serious fashion when I tried to get another job, as the bastards told everyone that I had no work ethic, the IQ of a houseplant, and God only knows what else. Now I can only get hired by people who are either desperate or are so distracted by my breasts that they'd hire me for ANYTHING, so long as they had me close enough to leave pupil prints on the front of my clothing.
I don't know why everyone is so upset about this. If a room full of "mathletes" frantically trying to solve for X, possibly Y, and in worst cases, Z, isn't a delightful and inspiring display of athletisicm, nothing is.