Social Inept Bitch
I have to call the place for my internship today and hopefully they will bring me in for an interview today. I would have loved to have gotten all this done before the holidays but I guess it wasn’t meant to be. Which means that even though my financial aid appeal went through the bureaucrats red tape gremlins have yet one again because nothing will now be set up in time for me to receive financial aid for this term. I am left hoping that what little of my inheritance from my grandparents will cover just this one term. Because I am not giving up with just 9 credits left that would be utterly stupid…that would be what my sister did.
So on top of not getting any money this term I have been stressing out about jumping all the red tape hurdles and finding myself a internship. This is going to be a real test of my personal strength I can already tell. I have already had two panic attacks just yesterday. It wouldn’t have been so bad if the person I have to deal with at the school was not such a socially inept bitch. She called me to let me know that I had to do some phone call meeting today no big deal. And then as if she felt she needed to or as if I am a complete idiot she repeated like twelve times that if I am called in for a interview at this place that I should dress appropriately. LIKE I am a fucking dumb ass? Oh I was angry. And it stressed me out even more I think she is the reason I had two panic attacks yesterday and had weird ass dreams about stained clothing last night. She was belittling and rude and I just deal very poorly with those kinds of people. Specially if I have to be subservient to them. All of which has left a big knot in my chest worrying that the person interviewing me will be the same kind of mindless bureaucratic bone-head, and that I might not get the internship because of how I look. Which I am left to assume and fear is what is indeed going to happen.
So I am going try and go get some breakfast before my big phone meeting…More later
So on top of not getting any money this term I have been stressing out about jumping all the red tape hurdles and finding myself a internship. This is going to be a real test of my personal strength I can already tell. I have already had two panic attacks just yesterday. It wouldn’t have been so bad if the person I have to deal with at the school was not such a socially inept bitch. She called me to let me know that I had to do some phone call meeting today no big deal. And then as if she felt she needed to or as if I am a complete idiot she repeated like twelve times that if I am called in for a interview at this place that I should dress appropriately. LIKE I am a fucking dumb ass? Oh I was angry. And it stressed me out even more I think she is the reason I had two panic attacks yesterday and had weird ass dreams about stained clothing last night. She was belittling and rude and I just deal very poorly with those kinds of people. Specially if I have to be subservient to them. All of which has left a big knot in my chest worrying that the person interviewing me will be the same kind of mindless bureaucratic bone-head, and that I might not get the internship because of how I look. Which I am left to assume and fear is what is indeed going to happen.
So I am going try and go get some breakfast before my big phone meeting…More later