So, K and I went out for breakfast Sunday morning. We were having a decently good time at the ol' Alberts until I looked over to my right.
Right there, sitting at the table next to me, was one Mr. Amin Rawji, boss-man of one of my former employers, and the man who ultimately cut my time short there.
K and I cut our morning breakfast short, after speaking (a little louder than we possibly needed to) of Amanda and Anders' successes, and how well they've been doing since leaving the company.
I didn't bother to say 'hello', since I'm a nice guy, and didn't want to make an uncomfortable scene in front of his parents... but thought of several very witty things to say and do about 10 minutes after the fact. Likewise, he didn't make any signs of recognition, nor meet my eye when I walked back to our table to leave a tip.
Needless to say, breakfast left a sour taste in my mouth... and I don't think it was from the pancakes.
oh. my. gosh. yay for loud talk about happy people who have left that hell hole. Instances like the above reallllly make it difficult to wipe that horrible-ness from our memories.
-- Posted by >> miss amanda » Monday, July 28, 2003 04:33 PMJust for future reference, what the the prison sentence for climbing onto a table and shitting on someone's waffles?
-- Posted by >> Anders » Monday, July 28, 2003 05:08 PMAnders - you don't know already? I think there's something involving a catholic preist, but I'm not sure.
-- Posted by >> Arcterex » Monday, July 28, 2003 05:48 PMDid this guy fire you? What company it?
-- Posted by >> Just Surfed On » Sunday, October 26, 2003 11:54 AMSorry guys, i meant what KIND of company WAS it
-- Posted by >> Just Surfed On » Sunday, October 26, 2003 11:55 AMPost a comment
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