Mar 08, 2005 18:00
Well, I went to the interview thing. Not what I was hoping for. Turns out the position was vacuum cleaner salesman. Or as the guy put it, "cleaning system, because it does so much more than vacuum." So, yeah, not something I think I would be able to do. Not that I lack any sort of salesmanship, but rather it involved quite a bit of travel that I would be responsible for. Plus the pay scale wasn't quite accurate, or it was, but in a much more complicated and comission based way. But, no worries. I've finished up about six resumes and cover letters and will be sending those out tomorrow, as well as job applications I'll be taking in tomorrow as well. So, hopefully something will happen there. If not, I'll just have to keep at it.
Completely unrelated, but something rather odd happened yesterday. Many years ago, I had this weird dream. In this dream, there was this little demon guy looking thing. He wasn't evil looking or malevolent in any fashion, just rather demon looking. Then, the next day after I had this strange dream, my father and I went to a used bookstore in Fayetteville, Arkansas, and to my amazement, as I was perusing the goods I found a picture of the exact same little demon guy. Odd, but I didn't think much of it. So, as the day progresses, my father and I went to a little hippy store in the same town, and what do I find there? A silver little figurine of the exact same little demon guy. This was very odd. Very, very odd to me. Unfortunately I didn't have the money to purchase the little silver figurine, and the next time we returned, it was no longer there. I hadn't thought about that but every now and then over the course of the years, but then yesterday, I realized I might be able to find a picture of this thing online. I did. Discussing this with a friend of mine that takes a lot of stock in things like this, he pointed out that it was probably leading me to something, and a point that he found interesting was that this took place in Fayetteville Arkansas, and not 45 minutes from here is a town named Fayetteville. He had planned on going job hunting there later this week, and invited me along on the off chance I was being led to something. I'm not sure if I should go, but it does seem rather odd.
Something else I realized was that this was the first incident where this had happened, where I had a dream and then in some way or form it came true. This was not the only time this happened though, as over the years this has happened too many times to count, but always concerning trivial things with no importance. Well, there may have been some importance a few times, but whatever, the whole thing is damn weird. Anywho, youse peoples take it easy. Or something close to.