gwen paulson ∞ low key lyesmith (loki)

( Filtered to Papa Leo )

This week has been thrilling. Nothing gets me as excited as putting together a charity dinner. All the tedious details and whiny sponsors, it never gets old.

In case you didn't sense the sarcasm, I am so very ready for this to be over.

Xander, can you find that updated itinerary for me? Thanks.

( Filtered to the Resistance )

Goodness gracious, the crime rate in Chicago just keeps climbing, doesn't it?

I don't know about the rest of you, but I'll be double locking my office door from now on, just in case. Imagine being murdered right there at your desk. What a terrible way to go.

Happy birthday to me.

Too bad wishing on candles doesn't actually work, or I'd have that crazy old bastard back in a snap. Instead, I remain just as fucked as the rest of you.

Well, one birthday tradition is still appropriate. I need a drink.

I do love it when things go this smoothly. It just improves my whole week.

( Filtered to Kane )

In the wake of the week of weirdness (which turned out to just be one night), I had three reincarnated employees quit. People are blowing this way too far out of proportion.

Well. If anyone is looking for a career in the exciting world of investments, feel free to drop off a resume. We have slots to fill.

One of the local book clubs posted some fliers in the lobby of my building announcing that this months book is American Gods.

I think it's time to join.

No, really. I'd enjoy being that person. The one with the weird questions. The one sympathizing with the 'bad guys'. They weren't bad, they were just misunderstood. Think long, positive thoughts about them. Or long, negative thoughts. We aren't picky.

( Filtered to Papa Leo )

A word to the (unemployed) wise: If you're in an office for a job interview, it is probably not the best time to comment cattily on the smoking habits of your prospective boss. Ignorance of the chain of the command is no excuse. You will only sound like more of an idiot if you try to backpedal with 'oh, I'm so sorry, I had no idea you were in charge'.

The look on her face was pretty priceless when I got up and followed her inside, directly in to the office of the manager responsible for calling her in, and declared that she was most likely unsuitable for the job. She was probably a few seconds away from looking for the hidden cameras when he told her that she could go.

Some days, it's great to be me.

I always pick the most interesting time to start using these things again.

Since I've been poking around for the last few days, reading up on whatever juicy gossip you all have to spill, I imagine it's only polite to introduce myself. Or re-introduce myself, as the case may be. I'm Gwen Paulson, and the pleasure is all mine.

Now, someone should do the nice thing and fill me in on exactly what's been happening.

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