Catch-up

The Interview

I applied for a job that I found through Yahoo jobs. It said something like entry- level marketing/ promotions/ advertising jobs. So I sent them my resume. They emailed me back asking to call and schedule an interview, which I did for the following day.

I got the time off of work- no problem. I looked up the address and it is on the OTHER side of town... totally BFE. Ok, whatever. Maybe it will be with it. I leave an hour early, because I wasn't sure where exactly it was. When I arrived at the address I had was all ready to be craning my head upwards to look for an office building and what did I find... a glass, shady looking strip mall, conveniently located next door to a plumbing supply store.

I go in to a room about the size of someone's kitchen and there is a young woman sitting at a glass desk, probably purchased at Wal- mart, blasting clubbin music. Ummm... ok... still willing to give this a shot. She gives me a clipboard with an application I was to fill out. She pointed to a bunch of chairs where others were sitting with clipboards of their own busily writing on their own applications.

After I completed my application, I busied myself with inspecting the company's choices in artwork. There were the most bizarre random things on the wall, that I had ever seen. None of the them went together. There was one such "motivational" picture of a solider with a gun that said "BRAVERY" and another painting that said "Barcelona" at the bottom.

After about 10 minutes one of the two doors leading out of the small waiting area opens and youngish looking man steps out and calls my name. Right away, I could tell this guy was a tool. And by tool I mean the fakest most phoniest person ever!

The acctual interview went great! I answered everything great and with very clear and concise responses. I think the downfall came when I opened my portfolio up and one of my DVD's that I have all my creative work on fell out and under this guys desk. He picks it up and hands it to me.

Me: Oh, you can have that if you would like.
Tool: What is it?
Me: It's a DVD I made with all my creative work on it.
Tool: (looks at me strangely) Why would I need that?
Me: (excuse me) Oh ok. Thanks. (Did he just say that?)

I realized later that after the interview that this so- called company was not for me. It was all about sales, and plus I believe that I was WAY too overqualified to even be there.

The Date

I had a date last night! It was with this guy that I had been talking online with for quite a while. I would say a little over a month. For his privacy sake I'm going to call him the Guitar Hero, because I have never in my life see anyone play guitar hero like he did.

Anyway, so we met to play pool at the local pool hall. First of all, let me just say, he looked exactly like his pictures, which is a very good thing considering he is very good looking.

We hit it off right away. We had fun playing pool, him winning, me losing. He saw that I was getting pretty frustrated playing so he decided to teach me how to play, to give me a little lesson. He was a GREAT teacher. As soon as he taught me some good tactics I was hitting them in left and right.

After we left there we were both kinda hungry so, for some reason I thought it would be a good idea to got to Taco Bell. I was good though and only ordered one taco.

We went back to his place and ate our yummy food. I seriously haven't had Taco Bell in like two years. Yummers!

That's when he showed me his mad guitar hero skills. He played almost ever song on expert, pretty near perfection. I'm such a humongous dork though,that I found this slightly attractive.

We ended up talking after that for almost an hour.

All in all. I had a great time. He's smart, talkative, very funny, very cute, a good listener, sweet and so on. I hope that I get to see him soon. I'll keep ya'll posted.

It is now time for bed!