Shirts and ties

[Intern]

Originally Posted by Liposuction Rocks!

Why don't you shut your mouth? I am sick and tired of your taunts of ERAC employees, why didn't you try harder when you worked there. Maybe you wouldn't be posting on this site, you big fat chump!

Branch$$$isaloser is the shit. There is nothing that I like doing more on my lunch break than picking up some grub and reading how Branch$$$isaloser is going to spend his weekend. I immediately begin to think about all the fun things I am going to do that weekend, things that I enjoy doing but was unable to when I was at the big E.

Why are you getting all upset, you're on the 6 figures 6 years track, right?

Branch$$$isaloser, keep doing what you're doing. I need to get ready for my weekend, the company is closing up shop a little early so I will be piecing out at 4 today.

Have a safe weekend everyone.

[Robert]

Ahhhh, the motherfucking weekend is upon us e-bitches. Keep scrubbing those cars, ruining your nice white shirts, remember 6 figs is right around the corner! Clown!

A long, long time ago...
I can still remember
How that music used to make me smile.
And I knew if I had my chance
That I could make those people dance
And, maybe, they’d be happy for a while.

But february made me shiver
With every paper I’d deliver.
Bad news on the doorstep;
I couldn’t take one more step.

I can’t remember if I cried
When I read about his widowed bride,
But something touched me deep inside
The day the music died.

So bye-bye, miss american pie.
Drove my chevy to the levee,
But the levee was dry.
And them good old boys were drinkin’ whiskey and rye
Singin’, "this’ll be the day that I die.
"this’ll be the day that I die."

Did you write the book of love,
And do you have faith in God above,
If the Bible tells you so?
Do you believe in rock ’n roll,
Can music save your mortal soul,
And can you teach me how to dance real slow?

Well, I know that you’re in love with him
`cause I saw you dancin’ in the gym.
You both kicked off your shoes.
Man, I dig those rhythm and blues.

I was a lonely teenage broncin’ buck
With a pink carnation and a pickup truck,
But I knew I was out of luck
The day the music died.

I started singin’,
"bye-bye, miss american pie."
Drove my chevy to the levee,
But the levee was dry.
Them good old boys were drinkin’ whiskey and rye
And singin’, "this’ll be the day that I die.
"this’ll be the day that I die."

Now for ten years we’ve been on our own
And moss grows fat on a rollin’ stone,
But that’s not how it used to be.
When the jester sang for the king and queen,
In a coat he borrowed from james dean
And a voice that came from you and me,

Oh, and while the king was looking down,
The jester stole his thorny crown.
The courtroom was adjourned;
No verdict was returned.
And while lennon read a book of marx,
The quartet practiced in the park,
And we sang dirges in the dark
The day the music died.

We were singing,
"bye-bye, miss american pie."
Drove my chevy to the levee,
But the levee was dry.
Them good old boys were drinkin’ whiskey and rye
And singin’, "this’ll be the day that I die.
"this’ll be the day that I die."

Helter skelter in a summer swelter.
The birds flew off with a fallout shelter,
Eight miles high and falling fast.
It landed foul on the grass.
The players tried for a forward pass,
With the jester on the sidelines in a cast.

Now the half-time air was sweet perfume
While the sergeants played a marching tune.
We all got up to dance,
Oh, but we never got the chance!
`cause the players tried to take the field;
The marching band refused to yield.
Do you recall what was revealed
The day the music died?

We started singing,
"bye-bye, miss american pie."
Drove my chevy to the levee,
But the levee was dry.
Them good old boys were drinkin’ whiskey and rye
And singin’, "this’ll be the day that I die.
"this’ll be the day that I die."

Oh, and there we were all in one place,
A generation lost in space
With no time left to start again.
So come on: jack be nimble, jack be quick!
Jack flash sat on a candlestick
Cause fire is the devil’s only friend.

Oh, and as I watched him on the stage
My hands were clenched in fists of rage.
No angel born in hell
Could break that satan’s spell.
And as the flames climbed high into the night
To light the sacrificial rite,
I saw satan laughing with delight
The day the music died

He was singing,
"bye-bye, miss american pie."
Drove my chevy to the levee,
But the levee was dry.
Them good old boys were drinkin’ whiskey and rye
And singin’, "this’ll be the day that I die.
"this’ll be the day that I die."

I met a girl who sang the blues
And I asked her for some happy news,
But she just smiled and turned away.
I went down to the sacred store
Where I’d heard the music years before,
But the man there said the music wouldn’t play.

And in the streets: the children screamed,
The lovers cried, and the poets dreamed.
But not a word was spoken;
The church bells all were broken.
And the three men I admire most:
The father, son, and the holy ghost,
They caught the last train for the coast
The day the music died.

And they were singing,
"bye-bye, miss american pie."
Drove my chevy to the levee,
But the levee was dry.
And them good old boys were drinkin’ whiskey and rye
Singin’, "this’ll be the day that I die.
"this’ll be the day that I die."

They were singing,
"bye-bye, miss american pie."
Drove my chevy to the levee,
But the levee was dry.
Them good old boys were drinkin’ whiskey and rye
Singin’, "this’ll be the day that I die."

[Branch$$$isaloser]

Only 4 hours until the weekend! Awesome. Seeing it's going to be in the mid 90's in the Boston area I think hitting the beach will big time be called for. You know, I remember when I was a BM and my branch was right across the street from this little coffee shop. Every friggin saturday in the summer the line would be out the door with people in shorts and swimsuits getting their coffees and breakfasts and then heading to the beach while I stood there in my nasty ring around the collar white shirt putting some douche bag into a car. Man that blew. I still think about that now when I am the one getting my coffee and bagel sandwich before heading to the beach. Anyways, think I'll hit OOB tomorrow with some friends. Usually I stay the entire weekend, but since I have been away every single damn weekend this summer I will come home tomorrow night and relax at home for a bit. It's so nice that the weekend starts at 4 on Friday and not 1 on Saturday. Cheers and beers!

Originally Posted by Branch$$$isaloser

Only 4 hours until the weekend! Awesome. Seeing it's going to be in the mid 90's in the Boston area I think hitting the beach will big time be called for. You know, I remember when I was a BM and my branch was right across the street from this little coffee shop. Every friggin saturday in the summer the line would be out the door with people in shorts and swimsuits getting their coffees and breakfasts and then heading to the beach while I stood there in my nasty ring around the collar white shirt putting some douche bag into a car. Man that blew. I still think about that now when I am the one getting my coffee and bagel sandwich before heading to the beach. Anyways, think I'll hit OOB tomorrow with some friends. Usually I stay the entire weekend, but since I have been away every single damn weekend this summer I will come home tomorrow night and relax at home for a bit. It's so nice that the weekend starts at 4 on Friday and not 1 on Saturday. Cheers and beers!

Hey Robert, why do you get off making fun of people????

[Branch$$$isaloser]

Originally Posted by I Hate Robert!

Hey Robert, why do you get off making fun of people????

I'm sorry, where was the making fun? Seems like I just stated something that happened to me while working at ERAC! Seems like you need to grow up a bit.

I posted my resume on Monster 2 days ago. Got a call from a recruiter yesterday. I agreed to an interview, filled out the online application, and THEN I did my research. The content on this site was very informative, but I thought there was a possibility it was just a lot of sour grapes from people who got fired or just were not right for the job. Well, this morning I woke up, put on a good shirt, tie and slacks, got in my car and headed to the interview. I am happy to say, my friends, all of your messages miraculously sunk in when I was only a couple miles from the interview site. I turned the car around, and, since I was already dressed for it, went to follow up with a catering company I applied at last week (got an interview on the spot and things feel good!). And, no, I didn't turn around because I have a fear of job interviews. I rather like them, and I have good interviewing skills. I just felt, thanks to your postings, that I was embarking down a path that lead to severe depression and obsessive thoughts of suicide. I talked to my dad on the phone today and could only get out the words, "I had scheduled an interview with Enterprise Rent-A-Car today," before he cut me off with this simple yet effective response: "Ish." I really feel like I dodged a bullet. Thanks Failing Enterprise and Failing Enterprise posters, especially you former employees!

Sincerely,

Trent

P.S. Know of any jobs for an experienced server in Los Angeles? I would GREATLY appreciate any leads. Please email me at my MySpace account: MySpace.com - Trent - 28 - Male - LOS ANGELES, CALIFORNIA - www.myspace.com/meettrentdean

[freeatlast]

Originally Posted by Liposuction Rocks!

Why don't you shut your mouth? I am sick and tired of your taunts of ERAC employees, why didn't you try harder when you worked there. Maybe you wouldn't be posting on this site, you big fat chump!

Well I didn't try harder when I was there because you didn't get rewarded for hard work. You got rewarded for pulling one over on people and making them take "coverage" that they didn't need. You were rewarded for your ability to tell people that a car was being washed when it was 45 min away.

You Avis' slogan is "We try harder." I think you may be with the wrong rental agency.

[Robert]

Originally Posted by Unregistered

I posted my resume on Monster 2 days ago. Got a call from a recruiter yesterday. I agreed to an interview, filled out the online application, and THEN I did my research. The content on this site was very informative, but I thought there was a possibility it was just a lot of sour grapes from people who got fired or just were not right for the job. Well, this morning I woke up, put on a good shirt, tie and slacks, got in my car and headed to the interview. I am happy to say, my friends, all of your messages miraculously sunk in when I was only a couple miles from the interview site. I turned the car around, and, since I was already dressed for it, went to follow up with a catering company I applied at last week (got an interview on the spot and things feel good!). And, no, I didn't turn around because I have a fear of job interviews. I rather like them, and I have good interviewing skills. I just felt, thanks to your postings, that I was embarking down a path that lead to severe depression and obsessive thoughts of suicide. I talked to my dad on the phone today and could only get out the words, "I had scheduled an interview with Enterprise Rent-A-Car today," before he cut me off with this simple yet effective response: "Ish." I really feel like I dodged a bullet. Thanks Failing Enterprise and Failing Enterprise posters, especially you former employees!

Sincerely,

Trent

P.S. Know of any jobs for an experienced server in Los Angeles? I would GREATLY appreciate any leads. Please email me at my MySpace account: MySpace.com - Trent - 28 - Male - LOS ANGELES, CALIFORNIA - www.myspace.com/meettrentdean

Trent-- Make sure to tell the recruiter you changed your mind because of this website.

Where is our Robert?

Originally Posted by Unregistered

Where is our Robert?

Who is Robert?