So much for not holding my breath
Just got a call from one of the places I sent my resume to last week. I have an interview on Thursday morning. I'm going to have to get someone to cover for me at work, but that's fine. I don't really care anymore. I still don't think anything will come of this interview, but I still need to prepare for it. Shit, I don't know when I'm going to find the time to prepare. I have to be at work in 45 minutes, then I have to type Sarah's journal for her which is due tomorrow, then I need to do that Xpert assessment thingy from the temp agency, take a shower, and watch last night's Heroes with my cousin. I don't have to watch Heroes; I saw it all. It's my cousin who needs to watch the first half. I can always sit here at the computer and type Sarah's journal while Amber watches it. It's not like I'll be leaving her alone since we'll practically be in the same room. It's just I know that we'll sit around talking about our episode theories and then about work and what a douchebag our boss is or what a dork her boyfriend is (if they're still together).
Augh! And I need to go shopping! Fuck! I thought that I might go shopping tomorrow evening with Amy or Amber (cousin, not Mega-Bitch), but I'm going to W's tomorrow night! I have something to wear to the interview, but I'm starting to feel like it's mediocre. Maybe I can get Amber's opinion tonight. I'm freaking out now. Not a good sign because I start freaking out, then that means I'm worrying about not getting the job, and then when I don't get the job, my self-worth will begin to plummet and I might start dragging my feet on the temp agency stuff. Gah!!!!!!!!!!! Ok, just breathe, juuuuuuuuust breeeeeaaaathe. I'll be ok. I have to stay pessimistic, but somehow try to exude confidence. It will be interesting to see if I can pull that off.
I can't wait to go into work tonight. /sarcasm I've let the idea that I'm going to be quitting soon trickle through the grapevine and I know it's gotten to Il Duce (thank you, first season Lorelai Gilmore). Wonder if he'll even bother saying anything to me. This could be FUN! *really /sarcasm*
Augh! And I need to go shopping! Fuck! I thought that I might go shopping tomorrow evening with Amy or Amber (cousin, not Mega-Bitch), but I'm going to W's tomorrow night! I have something to wear to the interview, but I'm starting to feel like it's mediocre. Maybe I can get Amber's opinion tonight. I'm freaking out now. Not a good sign because I start freaking out, then that means I'm worrying about not getting the job, and then when I don't get the job, my self-worth will begin to plummet and I might start dragging my feet on the temp agency stuff. Gah!!!!!!!!!!! Ok, just breathe, juuuuuuuuust breeeeeaaaathe. I'll be ok. I have to stay pessimistic, but somehow try to exude confidence. It will be interesting to see if I can pull that off.
I can't wait to go into work tonight. /sarcasm I've let the idea that I'm going to be quitting soon trickle through the grapevine and I know it's gotten to Il Duce (thank you, first season Lorelai Gilmore). Wonder if he'll even bother saying anything to me. This could be FUN! *really /sarcasm*