I am feeling more adjusted now. Spent a few days with my parents in the country and learned embrodery. It was nice and peaceful. Helped Fragranceoflife job hunt around Denver, it was fun. Friday (Halloween) me and Bill spent a wonderful night at home he decorated everything so nicely. We made fun Halloween drinks and played with dry ice while
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Thanks for helping me jobsearch. We'll see what happens, I guess. I took Dad's advice and went to the Mortuary to apply for a job as an artist today. They have an assistant tech position available, and I might get it. I am so excited! Whee! Go me! Otherwise, it's back to good ol' Ulta for my sorry ass.
Glad to know you're feeling better :)
~A
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Have you heard from the butterfly pavillion? I hope so. The mortuary is creepy. I wouldn't be able to do that. Ulta isn't that bad, it could be worse. You could work for the diaper service, or waste management... Hope things start looking up for you soon.
-C
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Love ya!
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-Cheryl
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Butterfly pavillion: Called, and they were like "we'll call you if we're interested and the person in charge of hiring doesn't take phone calls. CLICK."
Assholes.
And BTW, the mortuary is creepy if you're creeped out by it. I am not.
Ulta is cool, but I would only be part time there. Well, maybe I couldn't handle Ulta full time. I tried once and hated it.
Yeah, and it really could be worse, you're right...
~A
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Mo' power to ya, if you can dig on some mortuary folks... Good job security.
-Cheryl
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Why?
Because that interview at Ulta may not have gone well. On my application, I listed David as my supervisor at Nordstrom, and she was like, "oh david! I love him! He's a friend of mine! Anyone who is friends with David is hired!"
that's when I started sweating...
Then, she said, "oh, I see you worked with Carol at Foley's. She's one of the managers here! Well isn't that great! We can ask our own employees about you!"
Double damn...
It actually went downhill from there, as weird as that is. I thought I was going to cry.
Well, olinger's, here I come...
~A
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