I got a call yesterday from a woman at one of the companies I sent my resume to last week. She wants to interview me! W00t!
Anywho, I got ready to call her. I shut the door to my office, quiet as can be, tiptoed to my phone, and dialed her number.
Of course, I then got her voice mail.
Dammit!
Doesn't she know I must be SNEAKY?
I gave her my direct line.
*grin*
God, I hope I get another job. Unless it involves answering phones. I don't talk on the phone. Ever, if I can help it. Definitely not to strangers.
(Yes, I'm a total and complete freak. I can get on stage wearing only a g-string and high heels, and shake my goodies at strangers, but I can not talk to people on the phone. Shut up.)
Keep your fingers crossed for me, kids.
Mama needs a job without the Bitch From Hell!
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By the way, in case anyone is worried or anything, my neck/back/head feel much better today. My massage training does come in handy at times.
Like when I beg my husband to give me a massage, and then teach him how to do the release that I need. He's pretty good, too. I feel 1000 times better today than yesterday. I don't even need Vic0din today! WHOO HOO!
Then again, Vicodin does sort of make work more fun...
Oh well.
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HAPPY THANKSGIVING!
Have a wonderful and safe holiday! Don't eat too much turkey! (That tryptophan is a killer!)
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