The problem is I'm not just replacing someone; I'm replacing The Guy. In a classic case of calling down thunder, I got three emails from her today. She managed to get fired by the tweakers at Norms from a job serving the other tweakers at Norms, it was unbelievable. It's all socialites and there's a lot of work, you know there's 10,000 registered charities in this town.
What to do about these four boyfriend prospects, or make that three? Oh my GOD that is the WORST EVER hiding place!
We'll always love you but that's not the point.