Thursday

Well, it's Thursday. And still no word on the job. Tomorrow will mark one week since my second interview. I think that doesn't bode well for my chances. I haven't heard from my friend who recommended me for the job either. I'd probably give it another week, but this is a position in a store, and they usually need their stuff filled and trained as soon as possible. *Sigh* I guess Monday is going to be "get cleaned up and looking presentable so I can fill out applications again" day. I know the rejections aren't personal. These folks are in business and they have to choose the person who is right for the position. But after more than a year, it's feeling more and more like I'm some sort of reject. I just wish I knew what it was that I was doing wrong, or what it is that I'm doing right so that I could improve myself. Blech, I really don't wanna pound pavement any more. It's becoming too frustrating. Where, oh where, is my filthy rich, incredibly old, future husband? Yeah yeah, keep dreaming!