Because Unexpected Low-key Interviews Are The Funnest!

[imood mood at time of entry: cheerful]

Today has gone well, and I haven’t really done very much. I had not planned on my day going like this.

I woke after a night of actual sleep. I had some dream that I don’t remember now, but I felt odd waking up. Hrmm. I can vaguely see it in my head. I got up and wanted to enjoy the two new magazines that came in the mail yesterday somewhere sunny. I thought “park” at first, but then considered going to the beach with my friend Amber.

I called her up, and it turned out that she had to go to work. We chatted a bit, and I called the Natural Science Museum only to find out that they had more applicants than positions, and those who applied sooner got the positions. *sigh* I was pretty embarassed, because I made the call as a three-way with Amber on the phone.

She perked me up by asking me if I wanted to go eat lunch while she had some spare time before she had to go to work. We went to a Mexican restaurant and and enjoyed their wonderful food! After we finished there, she took me to this Mexican bakery that I always pass by, but never stop at. I will go there more often in the future now that I know everything is cheap.

I just wanted to finish the statement I had started when the location manager walked up to me just now. I just got hired to work at Sears! She was going to wait to interview me, but she ended up chatting with me now. I have to pass a drug test and background check before I can start work though. I don’t mind. They won’t find anything, because there is nothing there to see.

I am at the WorkSource again right now. I had Amber drop me off here when we’d finished at the bakery. I wanted to print out more copies of my resume and surf the Internet. I ended up catching an annoucement for a sales opening in Room 3. I went there and wound up being interviewed. I have had about three interviews by Sears hiring managers in the span of two hours or so, and things look good. Although I am dressed down. I am talking ROCK t-shirt, blue jeans, and scruffy white tennis shoes. Clothes may matter to a point, but my personality still did okay. 😀

I have to go in for the first part of the paperwork tomorrow (Thursday, June 9, 2004) at 11 A.M. She’ll give me a list of drug testing locations, and a lab assistant will get to know me more than she probably wanted to. I really need the job. I have under $50 to my name, and people like AOL are not going to stop looking to be paid. I also have the Harry Potter book purchase coming up. Amber’s birthday is next week, and I have already told her that I plan to get her free porn off of the Internet. *lol* She said “Cool,” I might just do that.

It’s a beautiful day outside, and I want to hang around out there. It would not be such a problem if I did not have my temperature-sensitive food with me still. I would hate to go all the way home and then go out again to keep my food from spoiling.

I thoroughly enjoyed the third (sixth, techinically) Star Wars movie. I cried and was heartbroken like you wouldn’t believe. Once I got to Mace’s big part, I spent the rest of the movie trying to pretend like I wasn’t crying. I went into the restroom afterward and sat in a stall and cried in loud, hiccupping sobs. I went to see it a second time, and I teared up a tiny bit, but nothing like the first time. I am such a dork in that I still tear up thinking about the whole emotional thing. I loved the way Padme and Anakin’s love drove the movie. There was action and romance (even if it was not always spectacularly writtern all of the time), what more could I want? Oh, and I LOVED Padme’s speech at the end about not being able to follow Anakin. I am sucker for a good “Path I cannot follow” speech.

Darn! The WorkSource is closing in 25 minutes. But I don’t want to give up my high speed Internet. I wonder if they will call security if I cling to the computer and refuse to leave. I guess that I will have to go home and drop off this food before going anywhere else.

I hope that everyone is well, and had an enjoyable weekend. If not, here is a picture of one my favorite (possibly THE favorite) vintage pin up girls, Bettie Page. A girl just like her is on my ROCK t-shirt. I am sure that is what made the best impression on those hiring managers. The guitar she is posed with only sealed the deal. hehe

Danielle