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An interview!
2005-02-23 - 9:51 a.m. I have a job interview! Tomorrow! At 11:00 a.m. CST! With a real agency! That pays real money! On time! Regularly! And offers benefits! I keep telling myself that I can't fuck this up. I know they're probably interviewing a bazillion people, as the unemployment rate in this p@rish is very high, but at least I got an interview. This will be my first interview since I graduated in May 2004. I've probably mailed, faxed, or e-mailed close to 100 resumes since then. To not get even a nibble with a freakin degree is . . . daunting, to say the least. I can't even say, "Well, it was a personality clash," as they never even got to see my personality, warped though it may be. And my credentials really are decent, especially if you put a little spin doctor to 'em, which I certainly have. So send me some dland luck and prayers tomorrow, y'all. I don't want to have an interview like poor ol' UncleBob did a few months ago, I'd link if I had the technology. It was a very funny entry about a bombed job interview where the secretary / receptionist thought he was trying to rob the place of a huge amount of money. Don't need that to happen. I'm going to get my friend the Hairdresser to cut and color my hair so I look decent. My boss wired my money to me, and I have to go pick it up. Is that mondo-bizarro, or what???? �
still here - 2009-12-18
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