Chicago: customers are advised to allow extra travel time

Whatever, Lenny.

The rabbits we're gonna get... I get to tend 'em.

I'm going to chill out the rest of the day. It will be a fun night. Hope to see some of you at the show! (also, if mula is a factor for anyone, I can get someone on the guest list, just call my cell early)

omfg it's hot outside

Hi. I have 20 min. till quittin' time.

a regular 9 to fiver!

It's definitely awful outside, and the a/c in the building is not keeping up.

yeah, it's stupid, retarded hot. Weather.com says it's 90 and it "feels like" 102. Whatever you think of heat indexes, 12 degrees of added value is indicative of something... something sinister.

perhaps more sinister than Ferris Bueller

Thank God I'm not *just* doing 9-5 and I still get to pick up restaurant shifts, because I'm still on a cash-based personal budget. Which reminds me...payroll has yet to sign me up--oh wait, *I'm* payroll...

i am withering in this heat. have since retreated indoors to ac after spending a sweltering few hours wandering around the crotch, ducking in and out of stores to stay cool.

the crotch?

north/milwaukee/damen

oh yeah, i've heard that before.

that's a great name.

hi, mark!

So what, does that make like Ak|ra the taint?

I will be here until 9 tonight, if anyone wants to hang out with me. :>

I don't know what Ak|ra is, either.

In an AIM conversation like 2 seconds ago, I told a friend that I'm going to be here until at least 7.

unless

http://www.cyberpunkreview.com/images/akira0122.jpg

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http://www.akirachicago.com/

I like my version a lot better.

So, Jordan, working late sucks, eh?

Yeah, Dan. Yeah.

I went out and got my dinner (crappy burger & fries), and ate it, so now the fun part of the evening is over.

I don't even get to eat until I leave. I scraped up the last bit of hummus from my lunch with a fork 'cause I'm out of pita.

I have baby carrots.

You should share with Dan.

Argh, now M and K are going to the bar to drink beer and watch soccer :(

Yeah, I got a call from a friend who wanted to go to dinner, he lives in NYC and I think it's his last night in town. :(

A friend keeps telling me she's going to take me shopping at Akira. Why is there no address on that fucking stupid website?

Or am *I* the one who is fucking stupid?

One Yelp reviewer has this to say of Akira:

My guy friend bought a jacket from here for $100. that made him look so hot, I actually considered giving up the poon. Then I came to my senses.

That's a dirty trick Akira for Men.

The jacket wasn't that great, obv.

Or am *I* the one who is fucking stupid?

OK you're really setting yourself up there.

There are like 4 Akiras in the vicinity of "the Crotch" referenced upthread. Hence me asking if they are the taint. I think they're all on North Ave.

I could never wear anything from their men's store in a million years. Too tall, wide, fat, built, take your pick. Their clothing is made for wee men, even more wee than H&M crap.

I wonder if I could make it work.

I'm going jean shopping at lame places this weekend, after buying another pair of cheap Levi's that don't really fit and that I don't want to wear.

I'm still at work.

Just about to go, not soon enough...

Dunno if I'll make the show, I've gone and gotten myself a bit of a headache and I am completely frazzled from my day. I hate getting old.

Good.

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i need some new jeans.

Why is there no address on that fucking stupid website?

duh, because if you were cool enough to go there, you'd already know where is was

Time and a half rocks. I'd work 80 hours a week if I could.

That's why I hate being a salaried employee, there's no real overtime. That and getting paid monthly.

I can't remember what the law says about being salaried....I know there have been cases we saw at |WJ in which employees were "promoted" to "management" so that the employer could pay them salary and avoid overtime, (though to legitimately be management you have to have hire-fire authority, etc.). In what other situations can an employee be strictly salaried?

At my work I don't keep a time sheet, but the partners told me that by law I am entitled to be paid time-and-a-half after 40 hours because of my position.

My friend from the restaurant is taking care of her man as he recovers from nasal surgery, so I picked up her weekend. By Saturday night I will have worked 62 hours this week. And I'm just fine.

This T-storm is awesome.

Time and a half rocks. I'd work 80 hours a week if I could.

Good God, no. I hate overtime. Time >>>>>>>> Money.

Not an atypical statement of a product of privilege.