Dear Mordin
#1
Posté 19 février 2010 - 03:34
#2
Posté 19 février 2010 - 03:34
#3
Posté 19 février 2010 - 07:04
#4
Posté 19 février 2010 - 07:08
-Pronto One
#5
Posté 19 février 2010 - 07:12
Amethyst Deceiver wrote...
does anyone else think Mordin should have his own inter-species dating advice column in some galactic newspaper? i do.
Why don't you do something like that for him? It wouldn't be the first spoof floating around the forum. Just learn to capitalise and make sure your sense of humour is charged to 100% before beginning.
#6
Posté 19 février 2010 - 07:30
I work with this woman. She's a total preppy, corporate b--ch. Whenever we go to a factory or have to walk through the mud, I wear boots and cargo pants, but she wears a white jumpsuit and heels. Somehow she never gets dirty. I think she has a mass effect field that washes her clothes. She's also genetically perfect, something about being a corporate w--re and daddy's little princess.
The problem is, there's this guy we're both after. He's our boss, and he's a real badass. He helped me out at a really bad time in my life, but he might have just been looking out for himself. I have a bad record and Miss Perfect has an office with a view. What should I do?
Thx,
J
Purgatory, Osun
Modifié par Tisiphne, 19 février 2010 - 07:34 .
#7
Posté 19 février 2010 - 07:38
Tisiphne wrote...
Dear Dr. Mordin,
I work with this woman. She's a total preppy, corporate b--ch. Whenever we go to a factory or have to walk through the mud, I wear boots and cargo pants, but she wears a white jumpsuit and heels. Somehow she never gets dirty. I think she has a mass effect field that washes her clothes. She's also genetically perfect, something about being a corporate w--re and daddy's little princess.
The problem is, there's this guy we're both after. He's our boss, and he's a real badass. He helped me out at a really bad time in my life, but he might have just been looking out for himself. I have a bad record and Miss Perfect has an office with a view. What should I do?
Thx,
J
Purgatory, Osun
Dear Osun,
Implications problematic. Suggest a lot of alcohol or gun. Which ever works best. Always prefered gun, gets the job done faster.
Mordin.
P.S. Jack is that you? Miranda looks at these, must find cover. Good luck!
#8
Posté 19 février 2010 - 10:07
Madecologist wrote...
Tisiphne wrote...
Dear Dr. Mordin,
I work with this woman. She's a total preppy, corporate b--ch. Whenever we go to a factory or have to walk through the mud, I wear boots and cargo pants, but she wears a white jumpsuit and heels. Somehow she never gets dirty. I think she has a mass effect field that washes her clothes. She's also genetically perfect, something about being a corporate w--re and daddy's little princess.
The problem is, there's this guy we're both after. He's our boss, and he's a real badass. He helped me out at a really bad time in my life, but he might have just been looking out for himself. I have a bad record and Miss Perfect has an office with a view. What should I do?
Thx,
J
Purgatory, Osun
Dear Osun,
Implications problematic. Suggest a lot of alcohol or gun. Which ever works best. Always prefered gun, gets the job done faster.
Mordin.
P.S. Jack is that you? Miranda looks at these, must find cover. Good luck!
Genius!
#9
Posté 19 février 2010 - 11:56
My bosses never believe anything I say even when the evidence is right in front of them. They'll twist my words or even reality if necessary and even with all the good work I've done for them over the years it appears they find me completely untrustworthy.
Two of them aren't so bad, but one of them really has it in for me. I'm thinking it must be a specieist thing.
It's gotten so bad I regret saving their business at all. It's really depressing. What should I do ?
Thanks,
J
Somewhere in the galactic core
#10
Posté 19 février 2010 - 05:17
Louis deGuerre wrote...
Dear Dr. Mordin,
My bosses never believe anything I say even when the evidence is right in front of them. They'll twist my words or even reality if necessary and even with all the good work I've done for them over the years it appears they find me completely untrustworthy.
Two of them aren't so bad, but one of them really has it in for me. I'm thinking it must be a specieist thing.
It's gotten so bad I regret saving their business at all. It's really depressing. What should I do ?
Thanks,
J
Somewhere in the galactic core
Dear J,
Am reminded by your query of old Earth chat-guru named "Dr Phil." He would recommend sitting down with bosses, especially snarky one, and having deep heart-to-heart. Dr Phil believes in long term solutions for long-term happiness.
On other hand, Dr Phil not limited to lifespan of 40 years. Sometimes, quick decisive action best. Recommend replacing bosses with more pliable people. Options quite varied; could eliminate bosses, but hard to get away with this unless you are Spectre and claim that it was for best interests of galaxy. Consider instead setting up bosses in major sex scandal. Body doubles and look-alikes can work wonders with even cheapest of vid-recording technology. I'm forwarding you a list of reasonably priced doubles along suggestions for highly questionable positions.
Would also recommend inclusion of Varren. Since PETA's spread to other worlds, possibility of getting animal fanatics on your side good. Might even take care of bosses for you.
- Your friend,
Dr Mordin
#11
Posté 20 février 2010 - 02:55
Brilliant !





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