{"id":225,"date":"2003-11-17T18:08:00","date_gmt":"2003-11-17T18:08:00","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/foxtongue.com\/dreampepper\/2003\/11\/17\/hired\/"},"modified":"2003-11-17T18:08:00","modified_gmt":"2003-11-17T18:08:00","slug":"hired","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/foxtongue.com\/dreampepper\/2003\/11\/17\/hired\/","title":{"rendered":"hired"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>So as if to tell lie to my friend who yesterday said that i obviously haven&#8217;t been trying very hard to find a job, today I&#8217;ve been hired. Disapointingly to a telemarketing firm, but with injuries, what more can I honestly hope for? I went dancing last night at Sanctuary and almost died. Odd though, the more wrecked I stumbled off the dancefloor, the more people I knew crawled out of the woodwork to ask if I were okay. It was somehow odd. I was half delirious, dizzy, and feeling collapsable like an oprha hat when people I hadn&#8217;t seen in almost a year or two came up and asked after my health. Jonathan even loomed out of the darkness to hug me and offer my a drink.<br \/>\n^break for mini-story^<br \/>\n(Course, it&#8217;s about time that brit offered me a drink &#8211; last time I saw him at Sanctuary, he O.D. on something nasty on the dancefloor and I helped take him to the hospital. Waited around till three a.m. in a bright unwelcoming hospital hallway with his blood soaking through my clothing &#8211; this same fellow months earlier had decided somehow through some sort of induced haze that I was terribly desirable and needed my toes sucked. He&#8217;s so utterly adorable, so I&#8217;ll forgive him for his hair.)<br \/>\n^end of line^<\/p>\n<p>My first day is on Thrusday. 9 &#8211; 4:30, mon &#8211; fri and every second sat. Paycheck is weekly and pay is $8\/hour. I&#8217;m fairly sure that I could do much better with an audio\/visual firm, but until I can haul projectors around again, telemarketing will do.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>So as if to tell lie to my friend who yesterday said that i obviously haven&#8217;t been trying very hard to find a job, today I&#8217;ve been hired. Disapointingly to a telemarketing firm, but with injuries, what more can I honestly hope for? I went dancing last night at Sanctuary and almost died. Odd though, &hellip; <a href=\"https:\/\/foxtongue.com\/dreampepper\/2003\/11\/17\/hired\/\" class=\"more-link\">Continue reading<span class=\"screen-reader-text\"> &#8220;hired&#8221;<\/span><\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[1],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-225","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-uncategorized"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/foxtongue.com\/dreampepper\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/225","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/foxtongue.com\/dreampepper\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/foxtongue.com\/dreampepper\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/foxtongue.com\/dreampepper\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/foxtongue.com\/dreampepper\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=225"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/foxtongue.com\/dreampepper\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/225\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/foxtongue.com\/dreampepper\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=225"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/foxtongue.com\/dreampepper\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=225"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/foxtongue.com\/dreampepper\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=225"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}