3, 2, 1 PARTY

Got a job today after three months of searching. I learned a lot about jobs in the past 3 months, too. Specifically, the interview is the most important part of the job, but getting there isn't exactly a miracle. See, anyone will give you an interview - Sprint, Dell, etc. - but it takes experience to win an interview.

The first thing i learned is that you never try to brown-nose, even if it's true. I tried that with Dell, and all i got was that constipated look on the interviewers' faces. Once you've reached that look, where their eyes squinch up and they shift forward in their seats, as if bloated with painful and nauseating gas, and they don't want to sit in the same damn room with you any more - that is when you know you've failed the interview. Game over! You are teh looze!

Second, don't badmouth anyone else. Aside from being good manners in general, it doesn't really impress people when you tell them that their grammar test on their computer had two incorrect answers or that the security guard at the front door is a freakin' idiot - true as it may be. Especially do not badmouth your past coworkers and bosses. I never did this, mostly because it is a stupid idea to even attempt.

So the job. Yes, the job. I don't really want to work in a call center, but if it rakes in more money, i figure i can put my sanity on the line. I don't mind that much. I was hoping to opt out in training, but considering it's already taken me this long to land the damn thing, i don't think i have much hope in finding another career in 6 weeks.

The man that interviewed me was very nice, a welcome change from the other job interviews. He was a nerd - that goes without saying - but i am also of the nerd variety. Yes, i did the suck-up skit. Yes, i had to say why i was leaving this job. I'd like to believe that my resume did the trick, but i can't honestly say that. Really, i don't know why i was hired. Could it really be that they were desperate enough?

Tomorrow i must pee in a cup for the second time in my life.

Addendum:
Lisa got her art supplies today. It took 30 minutes to drive to a place that was 2 minutes away. I'm not sure how that happened.

Also, she taught me some stuff about shading, carbon density, and physics. Luckily, i know art utilizes way too much math for me to handle; thus the writing career.

She has had a bad day. Her boss was sick and would not go home; she had to scurry everywhere on her injured leg; and she didn't even eat her Gold'n Cheez. That's how you tell it's a bad day, really. But she did some awesome art. Even though it was a mandatory subject, i know she enjoyed drawing that skeleton. I told her she should make the next skeleton picture into a lusting pose, but the teacher says they have to draw what they see. Well, if you see it mentally, it's still considered seeing, right?

She is a better artist than i am. But i am a better writer than she is.

Well, maybe not better. But faster.