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verbicideI am a lucky bastard.
Before going to bed too late last night, I was a genius and didn't set my alarm. Um. Oops. I'm fucking lucky that I woke up and blearily turned to look at the clock and found it to be 6am instead of oh something like 10--the time of my interview this morning.
I know this job isn't in the bag or anything, but I'm probably cursing myself with bad luck by having such a shitty attitude about it. I just didn't want to get up this morning for it. I keep chanting that I'll get full medical, dental and vision benefits and can always leave once I find another job. But GOD. The idea of doing phone technical support again fills me with dread.
Yanking myself by the collar to look at the positive --the people interviewing me thus far have been really nice. It's a job I would be good at and have a lot of experience with. Medical benefits!
Ok. Enough talking. Must go review some technical crap. Blah.
Before going to bed too late last night, I was a genius and didn't set my alarm. Um. Oops. I'm fucking lucky that I woke up and blearily turned to look at the clock and found it to be 6am instead of oh something like 10--the time of my interview this morning.
I know this job isn't in the bag or anything, but I'm probably cursing myself with bad luck by having such a shitty attitude about it. I just didn't want to get up this morning for it. I keep chanting that I'll get full medical, dental and vision benefits and can always leave once I find another job. But GOD. The idea of doing phone technical support again fills me with dread.
Yanking myself by the collar to look at the positive --the people interviewing me thus far have been really nice. It's a job I would be good at and have a lot of experience with. Medical benefits!
Ok. Enough talking. Must go review some technical crap. Blah.
