Sadly, my Steve is oh so very sick today, so he is out of Valentine’s Day commission. That’s okay though, because it’s our 3 year anniversary on the 18th, so we don’t really do much on Valentine’s Day. Woo! Three years!!!
So I have to yet again vent about this whole job hunt thing. Fuck, it is driving me insane. I went for an interview earlier this week, and it said in the posting they’d like someone as soon as the 15th even, so I was like, “Bitchin! I am all over that.” Then I give my little, “thanks for the interview, it was nice meeting you” blah blah, and the lady emails back saying they don’t really have a timeline, and is that a problem?
Who doesn’t have a timeline?! Aaaaaaagh. I am going to be bald from RIPPING MY HAIR OUT. I emailed back and explained the horrendous employment agreement situation, so maybe that will light a fire, but who knows. I STILL haven’t heard a single thing since my wonderful crying interview with the animal shelter, and I am pretty bummed slash FULL OF RAGE about that. They said it’d still be a few weeks, but seriously? It’s been three fucking months now. I am getting tired of this. I had another interview today with another place, but I am just so frazzled from all these people being like, “yeah I don’t know when we’ll get back to you, but we will,” so I rescheduled for next week.
How the hell is anyone trying to leave a current job supposed to go to interviews during work hours? What the tits??? I am pretty much going to have to stab everyone else who has applied for these jobs to ensure I have a new job soon. I can’t even think of any other excuses! “Um, I have to go to Richmond….to…uhhh….see a man….about a horse…..kthankxbai.”
I feel like my head is in a vice grip. WAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHH! Must. Calm. Down.
Please send candy. They cooked a stinky lunch today and it’s stinkin’ up my office!