oh, that's right, so...today...

Rare Ego Moment:

I think I can set a world record for consistently having the longest interviews ever. I arrived at 10 am, I left after 2pm. And that's without a break. So 4 hours...I think the Print Gallery, LTD was about 5 hours. And it's not like we're getting to the bottom of anything either. It's funny, and weird.

So apparently I have an "impressive" resume. That's where I can't help but pipe in, "you don't know the half of it." It doesn't say on my resume that I started working in retail at 13. Or that I'm a professional Tarot reader and a belly dancer. Or that I've been married for over 7 years (which may seem like nothing to most people, but when you factor in my age, it's a big eyebrow raiser). Or how many events I've organized, classes I've led, etc..etc. I really ought to smack myself the next time one of my selves decides to have a "quarter-century crisis" and cries out, "why didn't we think about going to grad school." Then I come back to reality and have a good laugh. What I should just put across all of my employment based correspondence is "I'm the type of employee every employer wishes they could make clones of." I'm mature, reliable, inventive, a multi-tasker, good with physical and computer stuff. I didn't set out to be that way either.

So yeah, I'm pretty much hired, need to figure out hours and so forth.

I think I deserve to have money thrown at me ;) (anyone? anyone?)

Ego out.

found this quote in an email:

Most witches don't believe in gods. They know that the gods exist, of course. They even deal with them occasionally. But they don't believe in them. They know them too well. It would be like believing in the postman. -- Terry Pratchett