Wednesday, October 04, 2006
Unce, Tice, Free Hundred Times a Mady
But really, this is in reference to how many times can I REALLY check my email in a day. I think I am nearing the 300 mark for the day.
Because I am waiting to hear about a job interview.
And they are dangling me by a string right now.
And I don't like that at all.
I was phone interviewed last week, and I think I made the interviewer question her sanity a few times for agreeing to interview me, of all the people who were being interviewed that night.
I was told that it would take them two weeks to figure out who to give face to face interviews with. And I was informed that I passed the phone interview, but I am in hiatus-land where I was good enough on the phone, but still trying to decide if I am good enough to see face to face.
So here I sit, frantically checking my email like I am some girl sitting by the phone waiting for her dream man to call to ask her to the prom.
I need to get a life. And get over myself. And get up from this chair.
But not before I go check my email again.
And that song ... Eddie Murphy's Buckwheat's Greatest Hits.
I'm a mom of three peeps ... Queen Bee, The Door Man, and the Chandelier Monkey, and wife to Ace, the Helpful Hardware Man. I created this space to get away from the people known as my inlaws, and because life with three kids and a hubby is all Unexplored Territory.
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