I'm not sure, however, I did have a storage container confiscated at a US port of entry and I am currently out of the country. If you can send them $5000.00 to release the container I will share with you 50% of the $2million in wealth that it holds.

Maybe if you take the job, Christian McCaffery will let you give him a rimjob.

I responded to an unsolicited email job offer once. It took me four years to escape from the Myanmar prison where I assembled improvised explosive devices 21 hours a day. And all that stuff about bonuses was a lie.

The best part this whole thing is if you actually read the contract.


Hey, CP tracked down Mindnight Rider. It's worth a shot.

No idea, but I'd like to talk to you about your cars warranty

You jerktards just gave my roller finger a cramp!

Nope..

Oh yea, I know someone who works for them. Totally legit. You should jump on that offer.

This Company lived near you?

Good thing you got out before that earthquake hit.

I am not sure what I just gave myself carpal tunnel scrolling through but ban whoever posted it.

Seriously, go **** yourself.

If I wanted to read 1980’s stereo instructions I would have just googled that.

This just about matches my experience. In my 20's I got tired of doing my bum ass co-workers jobs while getting paid entry level so I (carelessly) took a head hunters' job that matched my skillset (Unix\Dev work)...Facility was in a bad part of town, with no parking. I had to pay for my own parking and used some lot for literal circus\clown people training on tight ropes; guy I was replacing was a morbidly obese lunatic with chronic flatulence; work place was toxic and an animal hoarder would roll in drenched in dog hair and set off allergic chain reactions; manager would sneak around and ambush victims while they were working -- stealth-like -- and fire them russian execution style (no warning); no health insurance (who needs it?) months before I got diagnosed with stage II cancer; the traffic was like LA's 101; I had to make frequent work-related purchases and meet a courier under a bridge and exchange paperwork for parts in a paper bag (traffic thought I was involved in dope deals, including metro police); Maybe two years after I tended my resignation (I was only there for 2 months) a psychotic armed with a shotgun went through the offices like he was in a video game and shot some of these people. To this day I think of how BRUTAL it must have been to clock into that hellish pit and have that be your last moment (RIP)....That wake up call straightened my life out and the experience showed me what hell's like in the white-collar world when you respond to unsolicited emails.

"Hey guys me and my friend are not that smart could you tell us how the world works? Thanks in advance."