Internets, you know what sucks worse than not having a job? Try getting a line on one, getting your hopes up about it, and then having said hopes blown to pieces. Basically, one of Le Sibling's friends works for a company that does corporate recruiting and desperately needed an office assistant to do basic filing and other boring office stuff. Being as I've done boring office stuff before, I was encouraged to apply and that I would totally get it as Lon as I didn't tell them that my plans for the next five years weren't going to involve corporate recruiting. I applied yesterday laboring under the delusion I would have a day or two to meet with the friend who works there in order to prepare -- instead, my interview wound up being this morning, forcing me to go into this blind, and in my abject panic I wound up telling the truth.
Naturally, I didn't get the job. I suck at lying under pressure, and being honest was the worst possible move. Since then, I have been sulking and moping and generally feeling pissed off because my own sibling and the goddamn friend left me in the lurch.
"He who angers you conquers you..." -- Elizabeth Kenny
P.S. - On a completely unrelated fannish note, I recently found out that Jingletown is actually a real place. See, I thought it was made up for the show/album and so arbitrarily decided that my crossover would have it be located a stone's throw from San Francisco (because reasons).
The real Jingletown is in Oakland, which is just across the bay from San Francisco. Either I made the luckiest guess in the history of fandom, or I'm somehow secretly Jesus.
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