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Jan. 23rd, 2008 12:08 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
rocknloadBridgette went through my clothes this morning while I was asleep and wore the clothes I was planning on wearing to the interview to... high school. This means I have to go to it in the oxymoronic state of formal slacks and no bra.
Goddamnit.
Edit: "If you want this job, it's yours." Manager man, that's the best news I've heard in a week.
... Actually, I don't feel any less stressed, because evidently my life is about to become complicated and shit, but whatever. I GOT A JOB.
More editing: It's really quite hilarious listening to my brother and his guy friends explain that they think I got the job based on what I look like, while managing to make sure their lectures aren't remotely complimentary. Thanks, guys, really. Thanks.
Goddamnit.
Edit: "If you want this job, it's yours." Manager man, that's the best news I've heard in a week.
... Actually, I don't feel any less stressed, because evidently my life is about to become complicated and shit, but whatever. I GOT A JOB.
More editing: It's really quite hilarious listening to my brother and his guy friends explain that they think I got the job based on what I look like, while managing to make sure their lectures aren't remotely complimentary. Thanks, guys, really. Thanks.
