I had a fare buy me a fancy cookie when I stopped for her to pick up stuff at a bakery. I don't generally get tipped, so there was a lot of thanks from me.
Fwiw, I've heard that a lot of drug tests aren't accurate, so here's hoping that actually works in your favor.
I'm trying to convince my white and orange cat that copious shedding on my black interview suit will not help my chances. He's unconvinced. I'm actually at a point where I'm enjoying the whole suit, makeup, nylons thing. Ancient Levis with holes worn through on the inner thighs have lost their charm.
Anyway, my interview's in 54 minutes. Any job~ma available would be appreciated, please.
I hope it went well, Calli.
I hope it went well, Calli!
I got diverted by the protestors last night: they closed my BART station just as I was coming back from dinner & tv in the city with friends. I ended up going to an entirely different station and getting picked up by my sister, who kindly took me back to where I left my car. So I ended up getting home only an hour late, but I was weirdly exhausted.
Today's my day off, and I have (only) 3 appointments. Well, I have 1, the dog has 1, and my dad has 1. I long for the days when days off were actually off.
In better news, have a Godzilla Christmas tree:
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