Sunday, March 28, 2004
"Life goes by way too fast/To spend it working for somebody else/It don't make any sense"
I remember we once had a pair of 'interview pants' that we all depended on to make an impression on prospective employers. It never failed us as when the pants were worn to interviews we all received call backs. I haven't worn them in a while, noone has. I haven't been to too many job interviews in the last two and a half years and most of my roommates have been gainfully employed.
I've got this weird feeling right now and I think I could use something dependable like those pants again.
I got offered a full time position at the library I'm working at. I have to go through an interview and I'm a little nervous about that. One of the supervisors gave me a wink after I met with the head of circulation and apparently the 'wink' is suppose to mean something. I'm never very good at picking up on signals. I guess I'm stressing about this because it'll mean a year in Halifax which presents a whole lot of new possibilities.
I'm well aware this entry is bland and mundane, but sometimes I suppose that's the way things are. (post-script Just because life is often bland and mundane doesn't mean I have to make it sound that way)
Completely unrelated to all of this, tonight Claudette, Philip, and I went to see 'Dawn of the Dead.' Apparently there's this new feature in movies where people give commentary on the movie right in the theatre. I suppose this is an attempt to compete with the whole director's commentary feature on so many new dvd's. The commentary featured such gems as : "Man that girl is so stupid, she's not going to get out that way." The three of us weren't interested in hearing the commentary so when we gave the nod to turn it off we were greeted with :
"I always talk during movies, if you don't like it why dontchu move!"
I remember we once had a pair of 'interview pants' that we all depended on to make an impression on prospective employers. It never failed us as when the pants were worn to interviews we all received call backs. I haven't worn them in a while, noone has. I haven't been to too many job interviews in the last two and a half years and most of my roommates have been gainfully employed.
I've got this weird feeling right now and I think I could use something dependable like those pants again.
I got offered a full time position at the library I'm working at. I have to go through an interview and I'm a little nervous about that. One of the supervisors gave me a wink after I met with the head of circulation and apparently the 'wink' is suppose to mean something. I'm never very good at picking up on signals. I guess I'm stressing about this because it'll mean a year in Halifax which presents a whole lot of new possibilities.
I'm well aware this entry is bland and mundane, but sometimes I suppose that's the way things are. (post-script Just because life is often bland and mundane doesn't mean I have to make it sound that way)
Completely unrelated to all of this, tonight Claudette, Philip, and I went to see 'Dawn of the Dead.' Apparently there's this new feature in movies where people give commentary on the movie right in the theatre. I suppose this is an attempt to compete with the whole director's commentary feature on so many new dvd's. The commentary featured such gems as : "Man that girl is so stupid, she's not going to get out that way." The three of us weren't interested in hearing the commentary so when we gave the nod to turn it off we were greeted with :
"I always talk during movies, if you don't like it why dontchu move!"
# posted by Die Brucke @ 8:16 PM 
