If the interviewer did most of the talking he probably thought it was a great interview.
'Out Of Gas'
Spike's Bitches 45: That sure as hell wasn't in the brochure.
[NAFDA] Spike-centric discussion. Lusty, lewd (only occasionally crude), risqué (and frisqué), bawdy (Oh, lawdy!), flirty ('cuz we're purty), raunchy talk inside. Caveat lector.
Typo has a point. When I graduated undergrad, and started interviewing, I was told to make the last few questions vague and personal "how long have you been here, how do you like it" "what's the best show y'all have done here" types of things. And then the interviewer would babble on for awhile, and walk away thinking things went well. Psych 101 I guess. Folks like to talk about themselves.
Oooh, and you can make little "bouquets" of feathers in different color combinations to match outfits.
I guess it's a good thing I didn't use all of my craft store budget last month.
If the interviewer did most of the talking he probably thought it was a great interview.
This is what I'm hoping for.
I just considered applying for a job in South Dakota, but then came to my senses and realized that I would hate living in South Dakota.
Oh, it looks like I'm no longer going to Berlin. The meeting's been moved to Barcelona. I am only allowed to visit European cities whose names begin with B, apparently.
So I guess I can take Wings of Desire off my queue. What should I replace it with? (Netflix unexpectedly led me to Gloomy Sunday, which looks like a good Budapest movie.)
Since you're going to Barcelona, why not Barcelona?
That's just silly! adds
Also Vicky Cristina Barcelona.
Oh, it looks like I'm no longer going to Berlin. The meeting's been moved to Barcelona. I am only allowed to visit European cities whose names begin with B, apparently.
Sagrada Familia!
Ooh, the library has both Barcelona and Vicky Cristina Barcelona. I'm set.
(Netflix unexpectedly led me to Gloomy Sunday, which looks like a good Budapest movie.)
I really enjoyed Kontroll. Uhm. Also, Sunshine. And yes, Gloomy Sunday also.