Signs from the Universe: The Porn Industry Needs Me

by sassandbite

Today, a nudie magazine was delivered to the office where I work.

Easily the most entertaining thing to ever happen to me here. I was content with that. I felt the universe had provided me with some amusement to tide me over, and nothing more.

And then, not ten minutes later (after I’d finished peeing my pants), I opened my email to discover this gem, from one of the (many, many) online companies that send me job postings:

God?

God?

I guess they got tired of inexplicably sending me postings for engineers, tech assistance, and a lot of other things involving a lot of math that I am in no way qualified for, and have decided to stop beating around the bush (HA!) and show me my future.

I believe in signs from the universe.

I have to say, Rack Daddy’s does sound intriguing. . .

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