{{{askye}}} As someone who receives resumes, I highly doubt I'd even notice that. I'm looking at the job descriptions. ~ma for new job!

Congrats, DJ!

I'm feeling much better today. GF and I had a really fun day yesterday - it's been far too long since that's happened. She has today off for MLK (we should all have it off, damn it!).

{{{askye}}} Good impulse, just setting it aside for a bit. I've gotten stuck in those frustrated/self-hating/must-finish-it-NOW-even-though-I-clearly-suck loops, and they're awful. Good for you for forcing yourself to just break the loop and walk away.

If the interview went well and they liked you, resume formatting and glitches in the dates are just irritations, nothing more. It'll be okay.

eta: And it looks like, since I started writing this, you're still stewing. Let yourself back off from it, and take comfort from all the wise Bitches who actually look at other people's resumes for a living. Margins and muddled dates matter so, so much less than a poor interview, or actively lying -- and you aced the interview, and all the info is true, despite the dates. It'll be okay, truly.

Congratulations, DJ!

My brain is all MSCL-drugged; Emmett and Hec were on the computer most of the weekend and Matilda was still sickish and needing attendance and fussing, so I spent most of my time in the environs of the living room couch mainlining all the episodes and all the extras. And now I so wish the Buffistas had been around to discuss it while it was airing.

Worth noting: If you ever need a good cathartic cry, watching the episode "So-Called Angels" with the commentary by Winnie Holzman and Wilson Cruz will do it, in spades. Practically half a box of kleenex right there.

I'm releasing every ounce of the job~ma back, for the mojo, she is strong.

This place was voted one of the top 10 places to work in this area. I can occasionally bring Oz. It's a further drive, but on highway going the opposite of traffic so it's not that much more time-wise. The bar's not on the way home, but the comic book store is!

It may mean I'll have to miss a wedding in Laffayette and Mardi Gras in New Orleans, but for quite a bit more money, I'll write that off.

Yay, DJ!

~ma to you, too, Suzi!

YAY DJ.

I'm setting things aside, I'm not so much stewing as feeling frustrated because it's just...I keep thinking I've got it right and then I don't. But the resume isn't my concern right now the application is.

And my deadline is to have it turned in by 2:30 pm today. Then I'll wait and see.

But the resume isn't my concern right now the application is.

Right. Good luck with the second interview!

Congrats DJ!

Is it me or are there a crazy number of buffistas who have/will have changed jobs in this past year?

Why does my dad treat me like an idiot?(Why do I expect him not to?) But seriously, no matter how many files I dump or attachments I don't open,I'm not going to be sixty-four pecking away on this same P.C. It's got problems. And even if it didn't, these things are not radios from the thirties.(Yeah, I share that peeve about the tech world, but my holding on to the wayback machine doesn't fix it!) And he keeps offering to come over and "look at it" which, in family code, means that he thinks some cable got unplugged(cause I'm just a girl) and he'll spend two minutes and...Ta Dah. No. Grr. Argh.

My step-dad is just the opposite. He thinks I can fix his Mac problems over the phone. Which, if it's a problem I've had before, yeah maybe. Otherwise my method of fixing stuff is the header for the tech thread "Press some buttons. See what happens."

Which is to say feh on your dad.