Awwwww. That’s sweet.
Hubris is still alive.
Nice, right?
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I get the sense that Mal has bought into the new role as boyfriend a little more than Shelly has bought into her new role as girlfriend.
Mal has gone from being a snivelly little shark to a simpering boy pal awfully quick. It’s almost as if he wanted that life and was waiting for it to show up.
I wonder how many of us fall into that sphere- creating our own little self-fulfilling prophesies and then being impressed that the universe finally obliged.
Shelly, on the other hand, is just doing the same dang thing she was doing at Sportsmart- jockeying for power under everyone’s radar. And she’s also hanging with Mal. That’s probably what she always felt the universe would provide.
Jimmy’s doing what he does best- heading off trouble when he sees it coming.
Or when he thinks he sees it coming.
You might think that Shelly’s accustomed to moving under everyone’s radar. Aaaaand you’d be right.
Also- apologies. This was meant to load up this morning.
Peter just isn’t the kind of guy to write up an elaborate business plan. Or business anything, I guess.
I guess a lot of businesses are run like that.
I’m not sure Jimmy is quick to allow that anyone, even Self Proclaimed Management, is higher on the ladder of command than he is.
I’m not sure Jimmy wouldn’t have told a customer to go make the coffee while he went to turn on the lights.
I imagine Jimmy saying “&%*$ needs doing, and you’re standing around. You want the ^%$@ badminton set? Make some coffee while the lights and the register gets turned on! &%*$ needs doing, do some &%*$!!”
Oh, it’s always like this, isn’t it? You take a new job, and it’s never quite what you were expecting.
You figured the boss would show up, and that you’d be welcomed by the other employees… and instead, you wind up standing in a parking lot with some dodgy looking stains here and there, and keeping an eye on the dodgy looking van (it might BE a dodge- can’t tell past the rust) parked all by itself next to the single light pole in the lot, and having to call and wake up the boss, and find that the new employees never heard of you… Oh, it’s all great fun and adventurous.
I thought you folks might like to see this months calendar art.
I’m out of them now, but the calendars went out to the Patreon supporters who cough up so much money a month that they have to give over their mailing addresses. I think it’s, like, five bucks or something.
Next thing they’re supposed to get is the Con Cards game I’ve been wrestling with for however many years. I thought I had the dang things DONE a while back, but deadlines did what deadlines do, and I’m only just now digging out from under.
There’s always a reason not to go home and let the good times come to a close, right?
Enis is not here for you to like. There are a LOT of people in the world who are not there to be liked, or emulated, or endured patiently in some cases.
Ignore ’em. Leave ’em. Decline to support ’em. And make fun of their behaviors in cartoons.
Yeah, that’s best.
Mal only talks well when he’s had the chance to go over the conversation in his head a few times, on his own, with the time to shade things in his favor a bit. Maybe sleep on it.
When caught off guard, he doesn’t make such a good showing.
I figure a bunch of us are a little like that. It’s just that we’re not trying to play fast ‘n loose with a corporate hot potato (i.e. other people’s day jobs)
