Tuesday, May 27, 2008

Back in town

I see I missed our 1919 anniversary with my gallivanting about the Northeast last week. I'll buy us a heart-shaped box of chocolates.

I interviewed last week for a job near my future home in Pennsylvania. For security reasons I cannot divulge the name of the company. My own security, technically, but security reasons nonetheless.

Job interviews are highly stressful for me, as they are basically 8-hour long first dates. Just like every other first date I've had, I spend them projectile sweating and trying not to say anything exceedingly retarded. Except an interview is a first date where monetary compensation is discussed early and often, so I guess it's more like only about a quarter of my first dates.

I hope they liked me. I like them. I wouldn't kill Jiggs for this job, but I would beat the living hell out of him for it. Jiggs and I have a similar build, so it would be a pretty evenly matched fight I think, but neither of us have the temperament for it. As we all know, Jiggs is a lover, not a fighter. I am neither a lover nor a fighter. I just want to DANCE!

2 comments:

amera hearts said...

"projectile sweating"...i have never seen this on a stationary person. interesting.

good luck with the job.

i give great interview, but here in utah i think my interviewing skills suck. they take one look at me and think, "oh she is not conservative" or "she doesn't look mormon". i got skill yo. hire me!

Tits McGee said...

I think you and Jiggs should fight, then love, then dance.

And you should let me watch.