I had an interview today...my first in a very long time.
A job I really wanted, thought I could do really well in, and that would be all-miraculous for us financially...
Hooray! Silver linings and lights at the end of tunnels!
I feel like the interview TUH-AAANKED.
I was prepared. I researched. I made helpful notes for myself...
First question out of the shoot went bad-
and it was all downhill from there.
I'm fairly disgusted with myself.
I should have trusted my gut and I didn't.
Maybe it was better than I thought....
Fuck, I hope so.
A legitimate Work-from-Home job?
I spotted a Unicorn, People!
I don't want it disappearing into the mists of impossibility again!
Sigh.
If I drank, I would need one right about now...
Eh.
I need to be a grown up about this and move forward with a positive attitude.
Hey, I think there's Milanos in the pantry!
What?
Emotional eating?
ME?
Please.
Someone as self-aware and professional as I, would never self-soothe with cookies....
There's also Cheezits.