Mine! Rrowr.

Okay, people, I realize that the economy isn't dizzyingly healthy, but really—STOP asking me for my job. I'm still working there; my job is still mine, and will be for the forseeable future.

In the past couple of days I've had three or four people ask me how I got my job and if I can give them my boss's contact info. Um, hello? Still here! That's like me asking, "Hey, can I sleep with your boyfriend?" Just...no. And, also, ew. And to take the metaphor further, even if you said, "Hey, all right," it's not like your boyfriend would necessarily agree, anyway. So calm down and go back to taking "blood donor" off your résumé.