Weird
I had an interview this morning. I guess it went ok. It's a little weird to interview with people that are ultimately going to be co-workers and not your boss. The boss is on maternity leave. And I actually think that if I got hired, I would be more of the boss type person than the people who interviewed me. Weird. The upside is that I would have a job. The downside is that it's a non-profit organization, so I would be making very little money. I could probably make more as a secretary. But it would be a me kind of job, I guess. Another company called me on Friday all frantic to interview me. I called back to talk to them and no one answered, and as of this minute, no one has called me back. Weird. They must not be that desperate. Anyway, two very different jobs with two very different entities. I don't know if the money is any different. For now I'm still unemployed.
And then there's this "friend" I have that is ticked off at me. Why, you ask? Well, good question. It could be about any number of things, since everything I do seems to piss her off. But I guess that the main thing is that I stopped bending over backwards to make her happy. I got tired of listening to her bitch about her boyfriend (never mind that I haven't gotten laid in a REALLY long time). He apparently does the same things all the time and she proceeds to complain about to me instead of to him and I finally told her I didn't want to hear it anymore. Either break up or suck it up. Perhaps a little blunt, but I like to call it tough love. And at some point, I do get tired of talking only about her. I don't remember the last time she ever did anything for me or even asked me how I was doing. It could very well be the end of yet another friendship, but I guess that's the breaks. At this point, I'm really losing a therapy patient more than I'm losing a friend.
And then there's this "friend" I have that is ticked off at me. Why, you ask? Well, good question. It could be about any number of things, since everything I do seems to piss her off. But I guess that the main thing is that I stopped bending over backwards to make her happy. I got tired of listening to her bitch about her boyfriend (never mind that I haven't gotten laid in a REALLY long time). He apparently does the same things all the time and she proceeds to complain about to me instead of to him and I finally told her I didn't want to hear it anymore. Either break up or suck it up. Perhaps a little blunt, but I like to call it tough love. And at some point, I do get tired of talking only about her. I don't remember the last time she ever did anything for me or even asked me how I was doing. It could very well be the end of yet another friendship, but I guess that's the breaks. At this point, I'm really losing a therapy patient more than I'm losing a friend.
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