Tuesday, April 24, 2018

Fuck you, Jim Moser

Offering me a publishing job on arguably unethical terms as far as budget even if you don't know that Dennis and Teresa have been overcharging people on ads, which I bet you do, assuming they were doing that in Hearne even before taking over Marlin, and somebody, sometime, contacted you?

I'll put more here later, but before everything dissipated, wanted to get the original emotion out, at least.

More specifically, eff you for getting me to raise my hopes of escape from Sulphur Springs, for screwing up vacation eligibility that already sux here and other things.

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