The interview
I made it though my interview today for the police recruit position. I felt to stupid for a while there and am still cringing at myself because I said both of the officers names wrong. I'm horrible with names and usually do everything possible to not say someone's name. I don't know why. I just hate calling people by there names, like i don't have the right to use them or something. Anyway, I think that was the worst of it though because even though I felt that each one of my answers were just flopping out of my mouth and laying on the table infront of me like dead fish, I still passed the interview. only 2 out of the 3 people who were interview today were accepted, I felt kinda bad for the guy who didn't get in. He was really nice, the other guy who did get in was kind of strange. like, you could tell he was overdoing the nice act.
After all that excitement I called my grandpa to find out that he's in the hospital again, had to go to the emergency last night at about nine. (I was upset no one called me!!) I'm really worried about him. He's been in and out of the hospital a lot recently. He's a pretty tough old guy and refuses to stay in the hospital for long, even though he should stay longer...he hates feeling like he's not doing anything. so I feel bad for him, I really want him to come out of this okay. I don't know what i'd do without my papa. :(
After all that excitement I called my grandpa to find out that he's in the hospital again, had to go to the emergency last night at about nine. (I was upset no one called me!!) I'm really worried about him. He's been in and out of the hospital a lot recently. He's a pretty tough old guy and refuses to stay in the hospital for long, even though he should stay longer...he hates feeling like he's not doing anything. so I feel bad for him, I really want him to come out of this okay. I don't know what i'd do without my papa. :(