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I feel sad I neglect updating my LJ and rather using Twitter and Facebook. It's quicker, and lord knows I don't have that much to say.
Job time. Alright. A week ago one of the places I sent an application to called me back and asked for an interview. Hooray interview! Boo no interview clothes! But tis okay; bought some. Went to the interview the next day, feeling a tad out of my comfort zone, but hey, there's no reward without a little risk. Awkward as I was, they pretty much confirmed me on the spot as long as the drug test results came out negative.
So right now, I'm still waiting. I went down an hour ago to ask again when I might be expecting the results back or SOME word on whether or not I have the job. One of the women I talked to during the interview talked to the manager and said I'd be hearing something by Tuesday -next week- at the latest: that I DO have the job and now it's just a matter of waiting. See, bitch knows I ain't on the whacky tobacky.
So you heard it here, kids. Your little Dani will have income. I'd cry if I weren't so cold-hearted. "What will you be doing?" I'm not telling you where it is (stalkers), but it is in retail, so my hours will be messy and I'll probably be working holidays. No matter, it's not like I have a life.
Now I have to buy some decent clothes. I have no... no pants that are not jeans. No jeans on the job. Why don't you cut out my eyes while you're at it. >:o
Job time. Alright. A week ago one of the places I sent an application to called me back and asked for an interview. Hooray interview! Boo no interview clothes! But tis okay; bought some. Went to the interview the next day, feeling a tad out of my comfort zone, but hey, there's no reward without a little risk. Awkward as I was, they pretty much confirmed me on the spot as long as the drug test results came out negative.
So right now, I'm still waiting. I went down an hour ago to ask again when I might be expecting the results back or SOME word on whether or not I have the job. One of the women I talked to during the interview talked to the manager and said I'd be hearing something by Tuesday -next week- at the latest: that I DO have the job and now it's just a matter of waiting. See, bitch knows I ain't on the whacky tobacky.
So you heard it here, kids. Your little Dani will have income. I'd cry if I weren't so cold-hearted. "What will you be doing?" I'm not telling you where it is (stalkers), but it is in retail, so my hours will be messy and I'll probably be working holidays. No matter, it's not like I have a life.
Now I have to buy some decent clothes. I have no... no pants that are not jeans. No jeans on the job. Why don't you cut out my eyes while you're at it. >:o