The SS Good Feelings has docked and I am feeling wildly uncomfortable and irritable. Perhaps it was because of the 2 hours I spent driving around the FW Dallas Metropolis trying to find this job interview that turned out to be a dud. A dud because the place smelled like urine, and the job was teaching 4 year olds. WHY DID I EVEN SHOW UP?
Because I have a pathological need to be wanted, and I thought "hey, maybe". MAYBE NOT. Maybe never. Lesson learned for the 15th time. Hey, at least I learned it BEFORE accepting the job. Remind me why I went to this interview again? Maybe because it feels so good to say "no".
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