apparently...
...a third interview. what the fuck? how strenuous is the interviewing process for this position? it's not like i'm applying for store manager or something... psh. anyway, they were supposed to call me today to schedule one, but they didn't... so i guess i'm going to call them tomorrow. even though i didn't really want this job originally, i'll be disappointed now if i don't get it... so i'm kind of nervous.
i don't know... apparently i've been carrying around a big misconception that i would graduate and immediately find a job at least similar to what i was looking for... and it seems to me that people don't get college degrees to work at target... but i'm trying to look at the big picture. it's a transition... and in the meantime, it's a reasonable salary. and it's not outback.
my sleep schedule is so fucked up and bizarre right now, you wouldn't even believe it. and i think i clench my teeth, but i can't figure out why my jaw usually only hurts after a nap.
so i was hoping i could quit outback before all these new obnoxious changes took place, but i failed... on saturday i was introduced to the new glasses--no handles. at some point i succeeded in spilling three glasses of tea and a glass of diet coke on myself because of some chain reaction that i can't explain that happened on the tray i was carrying. i was sopping wet and shivering for at least an hour. and even when i got home, the part of my shirt that was tucked in was still wet. it was unpleasant.
tomorrow might be my last shift at outback, depending on how this target shit pans out.
we're moving out in a month, almost exactly. i feel like we just moved in. and i hate moving. but i'm kind of excited. it's the end of an era, and the beginning of another.
they finally tore down our ex-residence at 704. rebecca and i took pictures in the rubble. it's bizarre to look at a pile of dirt and imagine where your room used to be, and the kitchen and the porch.
i think tonight i need pizza.
i don't know... apparently i've been carrying around a big misconception that i would graduate and immediately find a job at least similar to what i was looking for... and it seems to me that people don't get college degrees to work at target... but i'm trying to look at the big picture. it's a transition... and in the meantime, it's a reasonable salary. and it's not outback.
my sleep schedule is so fucked up and bizarre right now, you wouldn't even believe it. and i think i clench my teeth, but i can't figure out why my jaw usually only hurts after a nap.
so i was hoping i could quit outback before all these new obnoxious changes took place, but i failed... on saturday i was introduced to the new glasses--no handles. at some point i succeeded in spilling three glasses of tea and a glass of diet coke on myself because of some chain reaction that i can't explain that happened on the tray i was carrying. i was sopping wet and shivering for at least an hour. and even when i got home, the part of my shirt that was tucked in was still wet. it was unpleasant.
tomorrow might be my last shift at outback, depending on how this target shit pans out.
we're moving out in a month, almost exactly. i feel like we just moved in. and i hate moving. but i'm kind of excited. it's the end of an era, and the beginning of another.
they finally tore down our ex-residence at 704. rebecca and i took pictures in the rubble. it's bizarre to look at a pile of dirt and imagine where your room used to be, and the kitchen and the porch.
i think tonight i need pizza.