Journal blinder's Journal: The Plague, Interviews, Good Wishes and Offers 11
*cough*
*cough cough*
*sniff*
i love the plague. for a day or so, i thought my immune system, which if you looked at it under a microscope would pretty much resemble a concrete fortress, wasn't going to buckle or cave into this particular plague. but curses! it did! and in grand style.
*cough*
so yeah i haven't been around too much because i've been interviewing like some kind of freak! freak i tell you! i suppose one positive outcome is that i am really starting to learn my way around this city. like when i had an interview on atlantic avenue... took the orange line in and got off at the medical center stop and walked the 10 blocks... walking RIGHT past south station about a half a block away from my destination. ugh. that was smart.
did i mention it was over 90 degrees and our boy blinder was wearing a suit!?!
yeah, lots of interviews. i got a good offer on the table, which i have to have a decision on by tomorrow. i have another offer coming in, hopefully today. if that one comes in, that is the one i am inclined to take. the other offer is a damn good offer and its with a damn good company and it would be a job i would really enjoy... but this one i hope comes in today... would be my preference.
so we'll see. if it doesn't come in today, i will NOT be disapointed or have any regrets... not even a little.
but yeah, i really haven't been around the dot so much... for a good reason. i've been so bloody busy. i want to say to smoochy: good job my friend. get up, get out and get on.
to sam: good luck today. i don't think you need it... you are smart and capable. anyone who meets you figures that out within 30 or 40 seconds after first talking to you
to solemndragon: i think ID and evolution are BOTH wrong. clearly we all sprang from jelly beans which came from outter space. there's nothing intelligent about it... just goofy.
okay, i really should get some rest. i just wanted to drop a quick update on ya'll.
excellent! (Score:2)
Men's Wearhouse? (Score:2)
You're gonna like the way you look. (Score:2)
/LM is my favorite of the Moran-clan.
Re:You're gonna like the way you look. (Score:2)
True story. We get a package for D Moran one day. My best friend Doug is staying with us for a little bit.
Me: Hey Doug is this package for you?
Doug: Maybe it's for your son, Danny?
Me: Oh yeah.
Re:You're gonna like the way you look. (Score:2)
I wouldn't worry about not remembering your sons name. "Buddy" and "Hey you" work perfectly well, as long as they keep getting the beer from the fridge for you.
Re:You're gonna like the way you look. (Score:2)
What is "Beer me?"
Yes!
Re:You're gonna like the way you look. (Score:2)
Consequences, Schmonsequences, as long as I'm rich (Score:2)
sorry about the plague, i wish you the best. I still have mine and have been coughing and sniffling through the day too.
and... er... sorry. i didn't realise south station was so close or i'd have sent you that way. Really. I didn't send you the long way on purpose.
That time.
I'll tell you what- to make it up to you, i'll cancel that hit i had out on you for today?
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you go (Score:1)
Dear Mr. Blinder (Score:1)
I have been spreading the word of your proficiency with Crystal Reports. Expectations are high.
Your buddy,
Bernard
Re:Dear Mr. Blinder (Score:2)
damn you!!! damn you straight to heeeellll!!!
that would explain the concentration of crystal reports questions i had been having to answer, every place i went... and now i am sure i saw just minutes before walking out of each building i would go to for my interview!
you may have won the battle, but you have NOT won the war! this is wahr sir!