I didn’t want to ‘jinx’ it so I hadn’t mentioned it here but today was a job interview for me.
Let me re-phrase that. Today was *supposed* to be a job interview. See…the company that I was supposed to interview with are extreme sticklers about being on time. So much so that if you are late for the interview, they don’t even bother. They just write you off as unreliable. No problem, I thought. ‘Cause I hate being late too…I am generally a very punctual person. So I tell my husband that I have an interview at noon and I need him home with the car by 11AM. That would give me plenty of time to drop him back at work and then head on down south.
Not so my friends. Not so. Well…maybe if John had shown up at 11 instead of 1145 it would’ve been ok. Oh, sure I laid rubber all the way down Mopac trying to get from Northwest Austin to the bottom end of Lamar (360/Lamar) on time. I actually made it into the area by twelve. But then I couldn’t right road or the right anything. I spent 14 minutes looking for the actual location of the offices as the map provided was more than inadequate.
So the upshot is that I was told “HAR HAR HAR” when I walked in. No job for me. The suckiest part is that if I had been able to make it on time I was practically guaranteed a job. And the nice people who set this all up for me, the nice contract people? Yeah, they don’t want anything to do with me either right now.