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{Thursday, May 15, 2003}

So Jess tells me last night she just "brought in" a new job opening - a big one, where the salary would be in six figures. So this morning I say "good luck executive hunting today". She's like "I don't need an executive, I need a toxicologist."

"Toxicologists make that much?" I ask.

She replies, "I get to spend today finding someone who's spent at least the last four years sticking their arm up horses' butts."

"Ayah, no wonder they make that much."


posted by Miles 10:48 AM

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