It wasn’t too long after When the ladies get hot they call me vintage shirt meeting her that I began to find her rude and annoying as well. If I would verbally discipline my other kids, she’d jump in and offer up her two cents. I had told her several times to please mind her own business. We were a loud family, there were seven of us, but Ann was extra loud, and her voice was like nails on a chalkboard. She also bragged….A LOT, usually about the dumbest things. When Homecoming came around and I went to her home to meet her mom and take pictures etc, her mother was just as annoying! She dragged me all over her living room, pointing to pictures of her mysterious boyfriend. “Isn’t he sexy? Look at his body. He works out six days a week. Look at his muscles! He’s going to buy me a car and we’re going to get married and he’s taking me on a cruise and…”
You get the picture. I later discovered that man was married and When the ladies get hot they call me vintage shirt she was his over hopeful side chick, but that’s beside the point. Given the inane requirements around US visas, immigrants tend to cultivate stronger networks with fellow students and colleagues. As a result, when a job opening is created, you get seriously vocal endorsements from their network. In one case that happened to me, a colleague from a different department came to me with the resume of his college classmate and said “He is amazingly smart. And, to guarantee you that he would be productive very soon, I promise to spend weekends with him to ramp him up.” I would have taken him up on the offer but I got CEO’s best friend’s niece who was a complete flop.