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|  2009-06-24, 09:51 AM | #1 | 
| I'm going to the backseat of my car with the woman I love, and I won't be back for TEN MINUTES Join Date: May 2004 Location: Midwest USA 
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				The irony...IT BURNS
			 I just had to explain to a Management Recruiter for Northrop Grumman that I can't let him send my resume to the really HIGH FUCKING PAYING 40 HOUR A WEEK job because I would need to pass a full Department of Defense Security Clearance. *giggle* *pained gasp* *giggle* *hilarious pain* He couldn't understand why I was insisting that I wouldn't pass a DOD background check since I have no criminal record. Didn't I want the 85K+ a year job working for the Government Defense Contractor? I explained using a few choice words. Strippers, porn sites and a lifestyle that will make their  hair test machines light up like a small sun. To which he laughed his ass off and thanked me for giving him the heads up. Me. Working for the Man.  | 
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