In which I’m totally excited and geeked out and giddy about hopefully getting a way cool job in the near future!

Yesterday, I applied for three jobs. (Specifically: one of these and also one of these.)

I’ve had two responses already! I AM SO EXCITED. I was beginning to fear that I’d lost my ability to find a job that I actually want to do and that I’d stupidly entrench myself in some soulless drudgery with zero opportunity to actually learn anything ever again. Which is, like, totally fucking scary, my babies. I love learning. I hate not learning. Being a secretary would kill me absolutely dead, dead, dead.

I remember my first several years at the ISP as being some of the happiest work experiences I’d ever had. I was learning new stuff all the time; I was reading articles on DNS and TCP/IP in my free time. I taught myself HTML and CSS while working there because HELLO! OC-motherfucking-3 PIPE! FAST FAST FAST!

I realize that I may get none of these jobs; personality conflicts, start dates, etc. There are always factors beyond merely being qualified. I’m mostly excited by the fact that I’m finding jobs like these to apply for — the last six jobs I applied for were awful: P/T secretary, phones, filing, $6-$9 an hour. *bangs head on desk* F/T secretary, phones, filing, $8 an hour. *bangs head on desk* I mean, at this point I’d take $8 an hour, but it would be soooo much better if I’d get to learn something while doing it!

In other news, my cell phone has been, ahem, “temporarily suspended due to a past due balance!” Which means the other two people on the contract also cannot afford to pay the bill. So I probably won’t be calling you any time soon, and I’ll need to drive somewhere tomorrow to borrow someone’s phone to do my phone interview. *sigh*

At least I’m back on the ‘net, that’s some small consolation.

 

2 Responses to Now I'm On The PROWL, Bitches!

  1. shenry says:

    Rock that job search, gob’box.

    And who needs a cellphone when you have the all-powerful internet? You can bum a phone for a phone interview easily enough.

    I prefer go’box. (Go box!) And you sound too cheerful so clearly YOUR cell phone is WORKING. *snort* -m

  2. Brad says:

    Ptooey on the effing phone. Ptooey, I say! My inbox is full (so full that it will record no more) of messages that I refuse to listen to. Moreover, I don’t have the time. I say yay for the internet(s) and to hell with the damned phone.

    I’m just happy to have you back here, at your place!

    People call you because they LOVE YOU. 😉 -m