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Well it was a productive week in the world of work, apartments, and ladies. None of which is particularly groundbreaking, but things are things, and sometimes that's all I can ask for.
Work: Liberty Mutual is still contacting me with requests of background checks and what nots, so I suppose I'm still in the running there. I'm still in the "Please don't offer me this job" realm. I don't want it. I'd hate it, but it pays too well to ignore. Health insurance would be nice, too. So that's still out there. On a brighter note, I actually got a call from the Smithsonian on Friday. I never thought that would happen. I've applied to 4 or 5 jobs there since February, just on a whim, but it was just wishful thinking really. Jobs like visitor services, research assistants, etc. This particular job was for "services assistant," which is basically a research job. I'd be researching for a major historical institution. That's hard to grasp. It's not like they called to offer an interview or anything -- their human resources office called to request that I send them my transcripts -- but just to be in the running is a treat. The USAJOBS website has to get major traffic, with every job posting receiving hundreds of applications, so how did they find mine? Incredible. I faxed them my transcripts over the weekend and haven't heard back. I don't expect to, but still, it was exciting to get that phone call.
Apartments: I did a dumb thing last week. I got a phone call from the realtors reminding me about my needing to stay in the place till a new tenant could be found. I emailed them back basically daring the owner to sue me over this. They never responded. Their emails since have been succinct and to the point. I wasn't yelling at them, but they received the brunt of my frustrations. But they know that I don't plan on giving them anymore money. I wonder if they told the owner this. I don't really need to deal with them in any capacity, so who knows what will happen. I'm moving out and leaving my keys on the counter. I imagine I'll get a letter from small claims court in a few months. Fingers crossed! Anywho, I'm moving into the new place on Tuesday. I hope this was a good decision.
Ladies: Things with Anne are a little better. I mean, over time, your hurt feelings dissipate, so I've started to be cordial with her at work. Smiles instead of stone faces. Conversation instead of three word sentences. I don't really expect to be her actual friend, but there's no need to make things difficult. It's just that deep down I'll always remember how she treated things, and I'll always remember how angry it made me. This will keep friendship at an impossibility. But them's the breaks, right? In other news, I'm officially old and desperate. I met someone at a coffee shop yesterday. Someone that contacted me through an online dating service. I never thought that day would come. I figured there was nothing to lose, and I was right. We had decent enough conversation. It's just that she isn't someone I think I would date long term. Now, I feel like an asshole, because I wasted her time. That's the thing, though. You risk being rejected when you put yourself out there. I shouldn't feel TOO awful. But still, shit.
It's a strange time right now. But we gots the Shrout wedding this weekend. That's going to be a blasty blast. AND, my dad's 60th birthday is on Saturday. I'm going to surprise him by showing up in costume......as him. I'm dying the hair white, wearing the mustache, the whole spiel. Hopefully they let me go out for lunch like that. It's just a brilliant idea. Pictures to come!
Work: Liberty Mutual is still contacting me with requests of background checks and what nots, so I suppose I'm still in the running there. I'm still in the "Please don't offer me this job" realm. I don't want it. I'd hate it, but it pays too well to ignore. Health insurance would be nice, too. So that's still out there. On a brighter note, I actually got a call from the Smithsonian on Friday. I never thought that would happen. I've applied to 4 or 5 jobs there since February, just on a whim, but it was just wishful thinking really. Jobs like visitor services, research assistants, etc. This particular job was for "services assistant," which is basically a research job. I'd be researching for a major historical institution. That's hard to grasp. It's not like they called to offer an interview or anything -- their human resources office called to request that I send them my transcripts -- but just to be in the running is a treat. The USAJOBS website has to get major traffic, with every job posting receiving hundreds of applications, so how did they find mine? Incredible. I faxed them my transcripts over the weekend and haven't heard back. I don't expect to, but still, it was exciting to get that phone call.
Apartments: I did a dumb thing last week. I got a phone call from the realtors reminding me about my needing to stay in the place till a new tenant could be found. I emailed them back basically daring the owner to sue me over this. They never responded. Their emails since have been succinct and to the point. I wasn't yelling at them, but they received the brunt of my frustrations. But they know that I don't plan on giving them anymore money. I wonder if they told the owner this. I don't really need to deal with them in any capacity, so who knows what will happen. I'm moving out and leaving my keys on the counter. I imagine I'll get a letter from small claims court in a few months. Fingers crossed! Anywho, I'm moving into the new place on Tuesday. I hope this was a good decision.
Ladies: Things with Anne are a little better. I mean, over time, your hurt feelings dissipate, so I've started to be cordial with her at work. Smiles instead of stone faces. Conversation instead of three word sentences. I don't really expect to be her actual friend, but there's no need to make things difficult. It's just that deep down I'll always remember how she treated things, and I'll always remember how angry it made me. This will keep friendship at an impossibility. But them's the breaks, right? In other news, I'm officially old and desperate. I met someone at a coffee shop yesterday. Someone that contacted me through an online dating service. I never thought that day would come. I figured there was nothing to lose, and I was right. We had decent enough conversation. It's just that she isn't someone I think I would date long term. Now, I feel like an asshole, because I wasted her time. That's the thing, though. You risk being rejected when you put yourself out there. I shouldn't feel TOO awful. But still, shit.
It's a strange time right now. But we gots the Shrout wedding this weekend. That's going to be a blasty blast. AND, my dad's 60th birthday is on Saturday. I'm going to surprise him by showing up in costume......as him. I'm dying the hair white, wearing the mustache, the whole spiel. Hopefully they let me go out for lunch like that. It's just a brilliant idea. Pictures to come!