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Jun 27, 2003
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Haha, sucks for all you people. I have no legitimate job to speak of, but I might have to end up getting one here real soon. Kinda hard to explain why money stays in the bank, bills get paid, and I have no visible income :-/
 

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senchent...can you make a ringtone for me for metro pcs ?....or explain how someone outside of the inducstry can take an mp3 and make their own...?...real ringtones not the stupid midi ones


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Theres a program you can buy to make your own ringtones. I forget what its called cost like 25 bucks or someshit like that for the whole year. Im gonna have to get back to you on this one. I know i have it at home but my brain is fryed and I cant think of the name.
 
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MUSTY- What type of ringtone u can have depends more importantly on the make/model of ur phone. there are a couple sites like the ones below that are used to send the ringer once u make it (they email or text u a message to a download link online). When we make mp3 ringers we keep em 18-22 seconds long, and the other factor that is important is the quality of the sound file. higher quality = larger file n that can sometimes cause problems. Download.com probably has a ton of programs that can be used to edit mp3s for a ringer (the programs we use at work cost hella bread).

http://stt3.smashsworld.com/
http://phoneuploader.com
 
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after reading this thread im seriously gonna call in sick tonight.i work at a gym and fridays are dead.all i do is play basketball and run the treadmill so fuck it.plus my wife won 200 bucks in Reno an hour ago so that more then compensates.........
 
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everyday i wake up, an ask myself why the fuck im going to work for 10 bucks and hour.... plus i gotta work with a crew of faggots......... time to take my ass back to school
 
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work sucks. mine is very fast paced so at least the days dont drag on. my only ray of sun shine is i get paid to surf the siccness. and every now and then they pay me to wack off in the bathroom. :)
 
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mail... :(
 
Sep 28, 2004
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I need a better job. I got an associates degree in art but *gasp* can't find a high paying, art related job. Seems like everyone wants work experience, and the entry level jobs can't support me.
 
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CannibalCrow said:
I need a better job. I got an associates degree in art but *gasp* can't find a high paying, art related job. Seems like everyone wants work experience, and the entry level jobs can't support me.
I tried to tell you about state service...just take a test...send out apps, and depending on how well you scored, you should be fielding job offers in a few weeks.

www.spb.ca.gov
 
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I am hella annoyed with my job at the moment, so thank goodness for the weekend! I work at a MLM as the Compliance Manager, and just got promoted to International manager. Now, I am in school still, and this new guy is coming from another MLM to take over my old spot (which i had the option of not changing positions and they wouldn't have hired him). This new guy is 6 years older than me, has his degree already, and is a hella cool guy (so I can't hate), so i am happy for him. Here is the bad part, i know he gets paid more than me, and in the flow chart, i am higher up than him. Damn, i dont wanna be bitter, and feel booty hurt, but damnit....sorry, off the subject, but i had to rant about it for a second.
 
Aug 4, 2002
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I didn't go to work this morning. Instead I went to my orientation at a new job where I work for 6 hours and get paid for 8 for spraying shit off wit a water hose.
 
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mail... :(
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i gotta go in at 11:30pm tonight
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Dec 11, 2002
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Damn I'm hella late up in this bitch! .. lol.. its end of the month at work when the chaos is at its all time high to bring in every last nickel from every damn person on the planet that doesnt want to pay it-- gettin' called a bitch gets upped to 10 times per hour rather than the usual 2-3.... 13 hour shifts since last Saturday and gotta work tomorrow... the GreyGoose on my lunch hour has really helped ease the pain tho'....even better when its on the boss' credit card.. yeeeeeeee! :)