Deep Breath....
May. 4th, 2006 12:17 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
tinhuvielI'm about half way ready for my interview today. Yes, I have an interview for an office administration and receptionist position at a vision center. It sounds great, except the center is located in a WALMART. But I don't care. I need to come home to a job, even if it is located in the Devil's Bedroom. I'll be heading out at 1 PM for my interview at 2. Wish me luck, dammit.
A sign that things may go well is I opened the front door to find a news bee as long as my thumb floating about between the wooden door and the storm door. I let him out, but he gave me a buzzing before he left, so there you go. A sign from the Mighties, perhaps?
What's so strange is that I'm not nervous at all. It's just a thing to me. That's not like me when I'm meeting new people, especially when I'm going to be interrogated. Gads. Maybe I'm about to have a nervous breakdown and don't know it.
A sign that things may go well is I opened the front door to find a news bee as long as my thumb floating about between the wooden door and the storm door. I let him out, but he gave me a buzzing before he left, so there you go. A sign from the Mighties, perhaps?
What's so strange is that I'm not nervous at all. It's just a thing to me. That's not like me when I'm meeting new people, especially when I'm going to be interrogated. Gads. Maybe I'm about to have a nervous breakdown and don't know it.
