Maybe I will wear the pink short shorts to class today.
Guh-thunk!
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Maybe I will wear the pink short shorts to class today.
Guh-thunk!
It's going to be me and the 17 year old instructor in matching pink krav running shorts.
There is nothing even vaguely sensible about dressing scantily and like someone more than 20 years your junior.
I know this, yet...
The interview~ma, it is indeed powerful. I walked into the office and found that my interviewer was (a) a lifelong Bay Area resident who was (b) the mother of a 10-year-old and (c) stepmother to a 20-year-old who had hated her and believed the new baby would ruin his life but who fell in love within 10 seconds of holding the little baby. And who also (d) went to high school with my current boss's two sons and remembers them and their sister fondly (I'm doing this job search with current boss's blessing, so no danger of awkwardness there). It could only have gone better if her husband were a music writer and Tom Waits fan.
So, I have to make some revisions to my resume and send it to her, and then I'm at the top of her list for exec asst positions for local biotech firms.
::does small but vigorous dance of hope::
Woo hoo!
Good news, JZ.
I really wish they would give me my car back. I'm watching Oprah and reading Us. I tried reading O, but damn.
YAY JZ
Congrats, JZ! I'll be ~maing for you.
Woot! JZ, that's great news!
And lo! The car is returning to me and I'm only $164 poorer. If they've done a halfway decent job with my bumper, I may need to marry someone.