Life is a Wave?
At the beginning of this week I decided that it was time to start sending out applications again. I had ignored for far too long my need for a big kid job. Especially considering the amount of money I have been spending. It's absolutely ridiculous how quickly money will fly out of your hands, or maybe more appropriately my hands. I hate money with a passion that is pure and true and maybe that's why I throw it away to the tune of 300 dollars every two weeks when I am not paying attention. Right now I should have a lot more money saved up than I do. I mean, of course I have the expenses that I have to take care of, like phone bill (monthly), car insurance (semi-annually), EZ-Pass (which I don't have on my car yet), and gasoline (every three days because those Indian gas men are out to get me, I bet they hide "eat up gasoline even more quickly" tablets under those turbans and when I'm not looking they slip them into my gas tank), but anyway, other than those few things I have nothing for which to pay. I used to need to give my mother a hundred dollars a week towards removing my debt with her, so a good plan would be to now be putting that hundred dollars somewhere that I'm not allowed to touch it. So that's the new plan, that money goes directly into the saving's account that I am opening tonight and I'm not allowed to touch it, even if I really wanna.
But back to my quest for the perfect big kid job. I am a recent graduate of my small state uni and I want to become independent, I want to move out, I don't want to pay rent and all of that, but if that's what it means to be independent well then I guess I'll do that too. So I have been searching for a big kid job. I have responded to quite a few ads on craigslist.com and recently I made a profile for Monster.com. About three weeks ago I went on an interview (my first real interview ever) to a company called FFS. I interviewed for the position of Lab Technician, you see I would really like to work in a lab. I would like to experiment on stuff and find out why things work the way they do, and why people do the things they do, that sort of stuff. I thought the interview went very well. I wore my first business suit ever and tried to look snasy(which I think I succeeded, if I'm allowed to be a bit conceited). The HR lady said "you will definitely hear from us by the end of next week." Well I waited and waited and waited.. much to my dismay I was like a 6'2'' 17 year old kid with headgear waiting by the phone on prom night. And there was no magic fairy to make the outcome change. So trudging on from that disappointment I decided the best thing would be to get depressed and ignore the job process for a week or two.
Now getting back to my original point, I restarted my job search engine at the beginning of this week. I no longer limited myself to Lab positions. I applied to a place called Life Waves that tracks a person's heartbeat while making them exercise for a minute, then let's them "recover" for 2-3 minutes. They analyze the data and map out the ideal exercise plan for that person. It's a personalized system. I got a call from them one hour after sending my resume. I set up a phone interview for this morning at 11am and became extremely nervous (this would be my first phone interview and I say "um" a lot). 10:45am this morning they call and ask to reschedule till 2. I say that's fine. He compliments my flexibility. I comment that I've been practicing the splits lately, thank you for noticing. No I don't! But I did think about it.
2 o'clock I get a call from Mr. T. D.. He tells me all about the system, and how the interview process will continue. If he likes me, he'll invite me for a personal interview. We go through the entire interview. I try not to say "um" and he tries to find out who I really am. I even tell him my height and weight, he's impressed. He asks me to come in for an interview on Monday and then shares with me that I do not need to dress in a suit, it's very laid back there. He wore shorts and a ripped shirt with no shoes to work the other day! So I think I'll go in my string bikini top with some booty shorts and little sparkley flip flops... well no on second thought I'll go in a nice pair of slacks and a button down shirt, with appropriate shoes. I'm nervous but excited. I'm trying not to think about it because I don't want to be disappointed if they don't want me.
Tonight I'll go to Ice Age 2 and hope that those little furry animals will take my mind of the impending doom of a personal interview. This weekend I'll take it easy and maybe enjoy a barbeque and hot tub on Sunday. And since life is waves and every wave has a cycle and every cycle is essential to sleep, I think I will take an early night and sleep as best I can for Monday.
But back to my quest for the perfect big kid job. I am a recent graduate of my small state uni and I want to become independent, I want to move out, I don't want to pay rent and all of that, but if that's what it means to be independent well then I guess I'll do that too. So I have been searching for a big kid job. I have responded to quite a few ads on craigslist.com and recently I made a profile for Monster.com. About three weeks ago I went on an interview (my first real interview ever) to a company called FFS. I interviewed for the position of Lab Technician, you see I would really like to work in a lab. I would like to experiment on stuff and find out why things work the way they do, and why people do the things they do, that sort of stuff. I thought the interview went very well. I wore my first business suit ever and tried to look snasy(which I think I succeeded, if I'm allowed to be a bit conceited). The HR lady said "you will definitely hear from us by the end of next week." Well I waited and waited and waited.. much to my dismay I was like a 6'2'' 17 year old kid with headgear waiting by the phone on prom night. And there was no magic fairy to make the outcome change. So trudging on from that disappointment I decided the best thing would be to get depressed and ignore the job process for a week or two.
Now getting back to my original point, I restarted my job search engine at the beginning of this week. I no longer limited myself to Lab positions. I applied to a place called Life Waves that tracks a person's heartbeat while making them exercise for a minute, then let's them "recover" for 2-3 minutes. They analyze the data and map out the ideal exercise plan for that person. It's a personalized system. I got a call from them one hour after sending my resume. I set up a phone interview for this morning at 11am and became extremely nervous (this would be my first phone interview and I say "um" a lot). 10:45am this morning they call and ask to reschedule till 2. I say that's fine. He compliments my flexibility. I comment that I've been practicing the splits lately, thank you for noticing. No I don't! But I did think about it.
2 o'clock I get a call from Mr. T. D.. He tells me all about the system, and how the interview process will continue. If he likes me, he'll invite me for a personal interview. We go through the entire interview. I try not to say "um" and he tries to find out who I really am. I even tell him my height and weight, he's impressed. He asks me to come in for an interview on Monday and then shares with me that I do not need to dress in a suit, it's very laid back there. He wore shorts and a ripped shirt with no shoes to work the other day! So I think I'll go in my string bikini top with some booty shorts and little sparkley flip flops... well no on second thought I'll go in a nice pair of slacks and a button down shirt, with appropriate shoes. I'm nervous but excited. I'm trying not to think about it because I don't want to be disappointed if they don't want me.
Tonight I'll go to Ice Age 2 and hope that those little furry animals will take my mind of the impending doom of a personal interview. This weekend I'll take it easy and maybe enjoy a barbeque and hot tub on Sunday. And since life is waves and every wave has a cycle and every cycle is essential to sleep, I think I will take an early night and sleep as best I can for Monday.
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