Huh.
So, I...have an interview tomorrow, another editorial assistant job. I scheduled it last week but didn't want to say anything about it, because it was originally scheduled for September 1st and I didn't want to jinx anything in the meantime, but then they called me this morning and were like, "So...how about tomorrow instead? Or this afternoon?"
Not being crazy, I opted for the one tomorrow. Post-interview I will go to the DMV and try to get a new ID card, because I think I'm getting on a plane on Friday and my current ID is, uh, kind of expired. (Don't look at me like that. I've only known I was getting on a plane for less than a week.)
Back to the interview - at least if it takes awhile to hear back after this one, I know it'll be at least partially because the editor in question leaves for vacation on Wednesday.
It's all very surreal.
Also, the weather is disgusting, so I think I'm going to eschew the suit tomorrow for something less likely to melt me, but hopefully still office-appropriate.
Not being crazy, I opted for the one tomorrow. Post-interview I will go to the DMV and try to get a new ID card, because I think I'm getting on a plane on Friday and my current ID is, uh, kind of expired. (Don't look at me like that. I've only known I was getting on a plane for less than a week.)
Back to the interview - at least if it takes awhile to hear back after this one, I know it'll be at least partially because the editor in question leaves for vacation on Wednesday.
It's all very surreal.
Also, the weather is disgusting, so I think I'm going to eschew the suit tomorrow for something less likely to melt me, but hopefully still office-appropriate.