Apr. 11th, 2007

I was all bitter because it always rains when I have an interview. Now it is snowing. If this is a sign I am not sure how to take it...
Even if I don't get the job I am confident that I knocked their fucking socks off.
...and then I got on the wrong train. Euerybody say hi to the brown line!
So yes. I am home. I am cold and wet, but I am home.

The interview went awesomely. I don't know that they'll hire me, I don't actually have high hopes because really I'm not a precise fit for the job, and all three of us agreed on that. But I had a BUSINESS PLAN and a HANDOUT and an answer to every question, even if that question was "Well, I haven't done that, but I can find out how". :D They laughed and smiled! They took many notes! The interview went for an hour, which I think is kind of the perfect length. Oh, and they asked me if I was salaried on my current position, and when I said no they said "Oh, so there really wouldn't be any issue if you left, would there." No, no, there would be no issues if I left, except for the issue of my new job being too awesome for words.

The experience of describing a "live journal" to the managing director of one of my favourite Chicago theatres is going to go in my memoirs, someday. GOOD USE OF THE WORD "EMBED", SAM.

Anyway, whether I'm hired or not, I'm confident they'll remember me. Me and my crazy bloggin' ways.

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