Ooh, I like cold and rainy beaches! Well, maybe drizzly beaches. Rainy is sorta hard. But I think it's just because on beaches that are not cold and rainy, I sunburn too easily. :)
YAY for having a recruiter for this job--I talked to her after, and told her what they said, and told her I really liked them, and she emailed them and asked for feedback, and they said "EXCELLENT" (all in caps!) and that they're asking HR to arrange an in person interview ASAP. WHOOT!
Apparently when the interviewers asked him if he had any questions for them he said, "no."
Oops. Though every once in a while, when it's been more of a give-and-take interview, I have a hard time coming up wtih something new at the end (or if it's the fifteenth person I've talked to there), but still! Read an interviewing book, man!
they said "EXCELLENT" (all in caps!) and that they're asking HR to arrange an in person interview ASAP. WHOOT!
Yayayayayay! They see the wonderfulness that is meara.
That sounds glorious, a reason to bundle up and listen to the surf.
This is so me!! I love the cold and rainy beach and hate hate hate hot and sunny beaches. Sweat and sand are not a good combo for me.
That sounds glorious, a reason to bundle up and listen to the surf.
Wrod. I never really liked the beach until I went to the beach in northern England. Rocks to climb over! Not hot! Ruins! Brisk and bracing! And apparently I picked up lots of exclamation points there too!
Sometimes when I'm interviewing a good half my brain is actually occupied with thinking up questions I can ask when it gets to that point.
Go meara!
I want these boots [link]
These made me think of Jilli: [link]
Ooh, want.
But can not have, since in the process of packing I just packed up an entire large box just of boots.
Ooh, those are cute (but pricey!). Now I want it to be fall so I can wear gorgeous boots and pretty cashmere sweaters. Possibly after discarding half my wardrobe and moving to a new city. :)
I have to go to a party in a couple hours. I need to WAKE UP first. Eesh. I slept in. I had caffeine. What more does my body WANT?
The sad thing about the asshat is that chances are good he doesn't really want a job. Hell if I could get someone to go to work and pay all my expenses while I stayed home and "learned about America" on the computer I sure would.
Rocks to climb over! Not hot! Ruins! Brisk and bracing!
And far, far away from 97 degree Utah.
Though I concede the wretched weather crown to elsewhere, because I know what the humidity does with it's that hot and the utter hell of hot, muggy nights. With a fan in our window at nights, I need a blanket. The desert has its advantages.
