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Wednesday, February 27, 2002
2, count'em 2 interviews at pearson ed. today. they wanted me to take their typing test and score 35 wpm. imagine their disappointment when i topped out at 77. after the initial interview, they said they wanted to save me a trip, so i had the 2nd interview as well. the benefits kick serious ass. still have an interview with time warner tomorrow morning. should i show them the benefit sheet from pearson? they both want me to start on monday...... Tuesday, February 26, 2002
today EVERYONE is calling to schedule an interview. no one wanted me till the last 2 weeks of unemployment. now pearson education and time warner both want me. time warner is closer, but so far no interview. just a preliminary hearing with contact team. oh well, it's snowing here and it's the perfect opportunity to make more vcr tape labels. and to listen to the cat whine about not having enough food in his dish. the point is, he has food. this cat weighs 15 pounds, almost a pound for every year he's been alive. blogger, for our purposes, may go blewey for about a week as our generous host is destitute and about to be 86'ed by his isp. i must gather books and junk now to make the journey to the post office. Monday, February 25, 2002
ok, it's 8:57 AM. interview for potential job at 11. another nightmare about the high school diploma not being valid. this has been a recurring theme for almost 20 years now. i find out that there was some report due in history class i never turned in, or some lengthy english assignment worth 3/4 of the final grade. in this morning's dream i had stopped going to school about a week too soon. seniors were supposed to be done i thought. then my brother and i got into a fight because he said i had just been skipping. so, i went to check with the locals at the bus stop and sure enough classes for seniors were still in progress. i had missed a buttload of assignments and was trying to figure out how to get the office staff to gather them for me so as not to have to deal with the teachers directly. i missed the bus and decided to drive. i went to get into my old station wagon and noticed that there was a black umbrella in the back seat and a black funeral flag was on the antenna. i was speeding off to school when i woke up. so here i sit all exhausted from the dream, eating cereal and toast. breakfast foods and being up this early seems to be working ok, except for the tortured dreams and junk. |