JET Interview--Notes of Gratitude
So the whole JET interview thing went down today, and first and foremost of all, I want to say a very heartfelt thank you so everyone who helped me prepare and deal with this huge step toward what I hope will be my life in the year(s) to come:
Thank you, Brittney and Anna, for your awesome guidance and style whilst shopping--I would have been lost and lonely without your help and support. And I looked bangin' for my interview. ; )
Thank you, Gamble, for putting up with all my random ass inquiries, and thanks even more for reminding me about the frickin' picture they wanted on the interview voucher--seriously, why the heck did they need that because I could have sworn we sent them some already, but whatever because that's over. Also, thank you for helping me with my essay--just because I work for the Writing Center doesn't mean I don't need others' feedback as well.
Thank you, Dr. Weston and Professor (Dr.?) Morton, for writing letters of recommendation for me when I was entirely too vague and also rather late in requesting the favor and sending the info. (And depending on whether or not I get the job, I might not thank you, Dr. Weston, for mentioning the infamous "coconut incident" from two years ago! Grumph!)
Thank you to Tony for always bringing a smile to my face and a laugh to my heart. You're fun as hell, dude, and we are going to gaijin party in Japan if (when, please God!) we get in.
Thanks to Sumir for not freaking me the hell out before the interview when he so had it in his power to do it.
Thank you to the nice security guy, just for being nice when he, too, could have been a grumpy jerk and freaked me the hell out.
Thanks to Emily who interviewed me and was very nice and smiled readily, and thank you to the kind Japanese woman who laughed at a couple of my jokes as well. And I thank the Japanese man, too, even though he stared at me and freaked me the hell out.
No thank you to Hotel Indigo--the room was uncomfortably warm and would not cool; being artistic doesn't mean shit if you're not functional as well; having a series of fire alarm drills throughout the day of my interview is not cool (they weren't on my floor, but whatever because I didn't like the place, and I'll go ahead and hold that against them, too); and pissing off my mom is just not cool in general (unless I piss her off, which is sometimes funny).
Thank you to Schalkaloff for trying to find time to write a letter of rec. for me, even though I also talked to him about it far too late. I appreciate you responding to my ninny e-mails and general blundering, I really do.
Thank you to my professors for being awesome and letting me skip class and get off scotfree just because I had an interview--you guys are amazing and have now really encouraged me to have several more interviews before the semester is over. Also, thank you for wishing me luck and having faith in me.
Thanks to Smith for puffing up my ego like it's some freak balloon. It's probably bad for me, but f*** that. :D
Thanks to all my friends who have been so encouraging (and to those who also took it upon themselves puffed up my ego--meh heh heh). Your support means so much, even more so because we're all in this boat together (that noble ship christened the S.S. Hire My Ass).
Thank you, Dad, for all your support and love. Part of me doesn't want to leave home at all, but the other part of me knows I need to; and I think you and Mom understand that in your own ways. But please know that my wanting to go to the other side of the world does not in any way reflect negatively on you or the home you have built for us. If anything, it just shows what an awesome job you've done, and I'm taking this time out in my life to go do this other, slightly bizarre thing as a way of showing my gratitude. And also, think of it as a series of awesome e-mails and stories to come, and a wonderfully f***-you-and-your-six-ocean-line-cruises-and-vacas tidbit to include in Christmas letters to your massively well-traveled friends. ; )
And last but certainly not least--thank you, Mom. You deal with so much crap for me and from me, and every day you don't leave me to the wolves is a blessing. I could try to list all the things you have done for me throughout this process, but even limiting the list to this one event would still take me an hour to write, and even then I would leave out important things. Essentially, thank you for being there and keeping me level and loving me always. I try to tell you this often enough without being excessive, but I can still never say it enough. I'll dedicate a book to you or something--let your name live on forever inside the front few pages of my masterpiece work that will turn me into a millionaire overnight. But, uh, since that dream will not readily be realized, please make do with a huge, huge, huge thank you, and a promise never to let your curry runneth over out of the to-go box and onto your paperback copy of a book apparently no longer on sale in OwensboroLOVEYOU.
Oh, and uh, I guess thanks to Morgan and Conner. I can't think of any contribution you goons made (thanks for not calling me back, Morgan, and, Conner, you were grumpy for most of time I came to see you today after a month of not seeing you!), but I love you, and you didn't, like, cosmically work against me and my interview for all I know, so I'll say thanks to the both of you for the act of not doing that thing. Yeah.
And that's all, I think, though I'm sure I left someone out, which makes me awful, but I need to get some sleep, so...
P.S.
If I don't get the job, then a little bit of me is going to die inside, and a huge bit of me is going to throw an awful tantrum and never ever ever look at this post again, but...we'll see. Fingerscrossedfingerscrossedfingerscrossed!
Oh, and thank you to Padfoot for being cute.
And thank you to Melissa and her clan because they always always back me up and wish me the bestLOVEYOUTOO!!!!! : )
Oh, and thank you to Kent for always being so enthusiastic about anything and everything I do--that means more to me than I can express!
And I have to stop with the thank yous now because I really could say thanks to all--OMIGOD, to Anna C. and Eric and Cindy and Beth and Whitney and Miura-tachi and everyone else as well GAAAAAAAAAAAAHTHISMUSTEND!!!!!
Thank you, Brittney and Anna, for your awesome guidance and style whilst shopping--I would have been lost and lonely without your help and support. And I looked bangin' for my interview. ; )
Thank you, Gamble, for putting up with all my random ass inquiries, and thanks even more for reminding me about the frickin' picture they wanted on the interview voucher--seriously, why the heck did they need that because I could have sworn we sent them some already, but whatever because that's over. Also, thank you for helping me with my essay--just because I work for the Writing Center doesn't mean I don't need others' feedback as well.
Thank you, Dr. Weston and Professor (Dr.?) Morton, for writing letters of recommendation for me when I was entirely too vague and also rather late in requesting the favor and sending the info. (And depending on whether or not I get the job, I might not thank you, Dr. Weston, for mentioning the infamous "coconut incident" from two years ago! Grumph!)
Thank you to Tony for always bringing a smile to my face and a laugh to my heart. You're fun as hell, dude, and we are going to gaijin party in Japan if (when, please God!) we get in.
Thanks to Sumir for not freaking me the hell out before the interview when he so had it in his power to do it.
Thank you to the nice security guy, just for being nice when he, too, could have been a grumpy jerk and freaked me the hell out.
Thanks to Emily who interviewed me and was very nice and smiled readily, and thank you to the kind Japanese woman who laughed at a couple of my jokes as well. And I thank the Japanese man, too, even though he stared at me and freaked me the hell out.
No thank you to Hotel Indigo--the room was uncomfortably warm and would not cool; being artistic doesn't mean shit if you're not functional as well; having a series of fire alarm drills throughout the day of my interview is not cool (they weren't on my floor, but whatever because I didn't like the place, and I'll go ahead and hold that against them, too); and pissing off my mom is just not cool in general (unless I piss her off, which is sometimes funny).
Thank you to Schalkaloff for trying to find time to write a letter of rec. for me, even though I also talked to him about it far too late. I appreciate you responding to my ninny e-mails and general blundering, I really do.
Thank you to my professors for being awesome and letting me skip class and get off scotfree just because I had an interview--you guys are amazing and have now really encouraged me to have several more interviews before the semester is over. Also, thank you for wishing me luck and having faith in me.
Thanks to Smith for puffing up my ego like it's some freak balloon. It's probably bad for me, but f*** that. :D
Thanks to all my friends who have been so encouraging (and to those who also took it upon themselves puffed up my ego--meh heh heh). Your support means so much, even more so because we're all in this boat together (that noble ship christened the S.S. Hire My Ass).
Thank you, Dad, for all your support and love. Part of me doesn't want to leave home at all, but the other part of me knows I need to; and I think you and Mom understand that in your own ways. But please know that my wanting to go to the other side of the world does not in any way reflect negatively on you or the home you have built for us. If anything, it just shows what an awesome job you've done, and I'm taking this time out in my life to go do this other, slightly bizarre thing as a way of showing my gratitude. And also, think of it as a series of awesome e-mails and stories to come, and a wonderfully f***-you-and-your-six-ocean-line-cruises-and-vacas tidbit to include in Christmas letters to your massively well-traveled friends. ; )
And last but certainly not least--thank you, Mom. You deal with so much crap for me and from me, and every day you don't leave me to the wolves is a blessing. I could try to list all the things you have done for me throughout this process, but even limiting the list to this one event would still take me an hour to write, and even then I would leave out important things. Essentially, thank you for being there and keeping me level and loving me always. I try to tell you this often enough without being excessive, but I can still never say it enough. I'll dedicate a book to you or something--let your name live on forever inside the front few pages of my masterpiece work that will turn me into a millionaire overnight. But, uh, since that dream will not readily be realized, please make do with a huge, huge, huge thank you, and a promise never to let your curry runneth over out of the to-go box and onto your paperback copy of a book apparently no longer on sale in OwensboroLOVEYOU.
Oh, and uh, I guess thanks to Morgan and Conner. I can't think of any contribution you goons made (thanks for not calling me back, Morgan, and, Conner, you were grumpy for most of time I came to see you today after a month of not seeing you!), but I love you, and you didn't, like, cosmically work against me and my interview for all I know, so I'll say thanks to the both of you for the act of not doing that thing. Yeah.
And that's all, I think, though I'm sure I left someone out, which makes me awful, but I need to get some sleep, so...
P.S.
If I don't get the job, then a little bit of me is going to die inside, and a huge bit of me is going to throw an awful tantrum and never ever ever look at this post again, but...we'll see. Fingerscrossedfingerscrossedfingerscrossed!
Oh, and thank you to Padfoot for being cute.
And thank you to Melissa and her clan because they always always back me up and wish me the bestLOVEYOUTOO!!!!! : )
Oh, and thank you to Kent for always being so enthusiastic about anything and everything I do--that means more to me than I can express!
And I have to stop with the thank yous now because I really could say thanks to all--OMIGOD, to Anna C. and Eric and Cindy and Beth and Whitney and Miura-tachi and everyone else as well GAAAAAAAAAAAAHTHISMUSTEND!!!!!