Tag: old job

i knew that going back to my old forest would be good for me.
well,
 it might be bad for one thing.
shopping.
there are so many stores over there.
i needed new work clothes and i bought some.
174 dollars worth of “some”.
i know.
i know.
i’m right next to the cologne spot so that’s next.

since i was in my old work forest,
i ended up meeting up with one of my old co workers.
one who is still at my old company,
after all these years…

A LIL TASTE OF JAMARI

i’m a hard act to follow.
i don’t mean that in a bragging sense,
but once i’m replaced with what someone thinks is “better”,
they soon find out that it usually ain’t.
well,
after the honeymoon phase ends and reality sets in.
today i met up with thing 2.
i was already in the city at a temp agency.
the one i had to do the microsoft office test for.
i got great scores,
btw.
since it was close to my old job,
and it was around her lunch time,
i figured it would be a good time to link.
well…

A LIL TASTE OF JAMARI

so my memorial day weekend is dead,
but my potential werewolf behavior is still alive and kicking.
so remember i told you guys about a wolf that i was attracted to heavy?
okay,
i’m attracted to a lot of wolves heavy,
but this was a wolf that worked in a different building at my old job.
he wanted me to come over and get some free clothes,
but i was so caught up in the whirlwind that was ww.
he was sexy af and was in a relationship with a fox.
you might be getting it now.
well he hit up the other day,
which led into what happened yesterday

A LIL TASTE OF JAMARI LIVIN' THIS LIFE WE LIVE

everyone likes gossip.
gossip sells magazines and creates personas.
as much as we pretend we don’t,
our ears perk up when we hear other folk’s business.
i’ll be 100 with ya.
i like to hear the “he gets down” talk.
i never use it to out anyone,
but i’ll know who my eyes are set on to entertain in my foxhole.
forests and foxholes confirm all the wolves/hybrids/and foxes.
well i knew i’d be the gossip of why i’m not at my last job.
i thought i kept my exit pretty quiet.
thing 2 called me last night with another story…

A LIL TASTE OF JAMARI

tumblr_n6qgmrfx8j1sujpzlo1_500she was cute.
snow bunny.
she wanted to know all about my work background.
i told her enthusiastically everything about me.
she liked everything she saw on paper.
i just didn’t really feel the “connection” with her.
bad enough the receptionist was dry as well.
she told me she wanted her colleagues to meet me after.
i waited for 10 minutes and she comes back…

A LIL TASTE OF JAMARI