Did you think you could scare me off with a bit of rewarmed drama?
No, no, no, no, no. You don't <em>understand</em>.
I <em>like</em> it here. I'm not going <em>anywhere</em>.
Sit. Sit down.
Let's really have a conversation. I'll tell you about my morning, and then you tell me about yours, okay? That's simple enough.
My morning went a little something like this: woke up with a swollen knee, couldn't be bothered to crawl in and out of the tub. Dampened a much too cold towel with icy water that sputtered out of the faucet against its will; scrubbed down in the dark in front of the sink while the cat yowled the morning gossip at me. Got dressed, remembered the bullshit that ensued the last time I posted to this Blog thing, reconsidered briefly, decided 'fuck it', Monday's no day for making decisions. By the time I'd worked boots onto sore and scratched up legs, was late late late. Got the morning fix at Starbucks, ran to the train, spilled a bit of coffee, and launched myself at the doors Die Hard style.
Got to the office. When I opened my four inboxes this morning it was bullshit all over. Need a shovel, elbow length latex gloves and waders.
In the absence of any real motivation, I plan on beating my knee with my fist until I have no choice but to focus on my very bright computer screen to avoid curling into a little ball on the office floor.
(<em>ahem</em>)
Your turn. Tell me about your morning, your day, your big plans this week.
Still on my bizarre 11:30 AM is when I wake up time table. So I have had a cup of tea and finally read Mouse of M (the hardcover was sitting at my door).
Heh. I had to skip lifting weights this morning, as I'm still under the weather and he only wants me to work if I am 100%. And I realized I have my first exam is in a week. Time flies.
Uh huh. Twice a week, at least, plus cardio daily. I'd really like to reach my goal of being able to do an un-asissted regular pull-up by the end of the semester. I'm about half way there.
My plan: get the fucking workers responsible for assembling my new furniture (and whom I've been waiting to come to my house for a whole week) and drag them here if I have to. Also, install 2 MB internet connection and terrorize Whitechapel even more.
I found out today that I'm scheduled for an interview on Thursday. It's for another position within the company I work for. It'd mean better pay, and I wouldn't have to deal with the public anymore. I'd also actually be putting my education to use. I am hoping, but pretty nervous. Okay, I'm scared shitless. I don't think I can stand my current position much longer, and if I don't get this, I'm afraid it's the funny farm for me.....heheh.....
Munin, you already got the job. You're the best person for the job. They'll know it at the interview, because it's the truth.
You are the right person for the job, your background is the right background for the job, you're under-utilised and would be a valuable resource to the internal process at your company.
You have to believe that at heart and make <em>them</em> believe it to have any chance of getting the job.
Read this three times, or as many times as it takes to believe it and repeat it confidently.