It's at least good that he didn't stake his whole life on the relationship, but yeah, that's a bit of a flub. It's best to not think about what could have been. These commenters are right though, maybe she was actually the one who dodged a bullet. For a story that might actually be considered too sad, check out this guy who broke his dad's dog's heart all over again.
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There's nothing quite like the freeing sensation of quitting a job you hate. It's like a 40+ hour, minimum wage burden has just melted off your shoulders. No more annoying customers, boring coworkers and incompetent managers. Feels like sitting in a warm bath, just thinking about it. Anyway here are some fantastic notices people left. For more quitting related stuff, here are the stories of people who quit their jobs on the spot.
Look out! Disciplinary action is imminent! This collection of angry notices was served up by some very likely enraged managers that were sick and tired of their employees' BS. That or they just had a rough day and needed some place to redirect their case of rage.
Andrew Sipowics had some pretty impressive news for Twitter when a kid left a note on his banged up car. When we were in 6th grade, all we were worried about was video games and being terrified of girls. Anyway, since the hit and run, the bus company paid for the damage and fired the driver.
You know you've crossed a line when you've got an iconically morbid author waving the white flag. We've had so many beautiful souls taken from us, and too soon at that, this year.
We just lost Carrie Fisher and Richard Adams, and George R.R. Martin finally took pen to paper to voice the rage and unrest so many of us are feeling when it comes to this damn year:
Adams was a wonderful writer. Yes, WATERSHIP DOWN was his masterpiece, but it was by no means his only great book. He wrote two terrific epic fantasies with human characters, SHARDIK and MAIA, both of which I think are criminally underrated, as well as an erotic ghost story, THE GIRL ON A SWING. His other “animal book,” THE PLAGUE DOGS, also has some wonderful sections… though it is such a dark, depressing, angry, gut-punch of a novel that I can’t say I ‘enjoyed’ it.
Adams was not ‘one of us,’ in the sense that he was never a convention-goer or part of our genre fantasy community, which may be why he was never honored with a life achievement award by the World Fantasy Convention. Nonetheless, he deserved one. I’ve been suggesting him for that honor for at least twenty years… in part because I wanted to meet him. Now I never will. That’s sad (though not as sad as PLAGUE DOGS).
