7th of febuary

well now I’m 29 and I feel like I’m 64!! So what’s the big deal really. its all so relative. I made two cakes, but only my brother and his family showed up, which was crappy, not that they came but the fact that nobody else came. I dont know who I was expecting to be honest. I spent the day baking and took a walk and watched “you will meet a tall dark stranger” which was pretty ok.

I’ve started attending a job club. It’s kind of like the breakfast club, just without the youth and the 80s and the handsome cool guy. I’ve actually learned a bit already about writing cv’s. I’m realising I had no clue how to write them properly. It’s been one week into it now and 3 weeks left…On tuesday I have a job interview. But I’m not freaking out about it because it’s just for office jobs, and so many other reasons I’m convincing myself it’s not a big deal. At all. No. Really. It’s not.

The leaders of the course are standup comedians and also in bands, and one of them has had a job as the person who has to get the audience to applaud loud enough in tv shows. Almost all the guys in my class wants the wolf extinct. All the other women are in their 40s-50s and they are only 3. I’m so tired of hearing the guy next to me talk. He talks nonstop….on and on and on and on, and theres a asian guy, who keeps butting in on everything the guy next to me does, even if hes on the other side of the room he calls him “WHAT ARE YOU LOOKING AT ON YOUTUBE NOW HUH, WHAT IS IT HUH..HAHA YOU CRAZY”

He’s not crazy, he is very ordinary. He’s so ordinary I feel exotic sitting next to him. Anyway, today we had a woman over to talk about jobopportunities and how to present ourselves and so on…and we had a round introducing ourselves shortly. She gave feedback to us all but to me she didn’t really say much at all, just asked if I knew accounting well, I told her no and that was the end of it,. But later, one of the leaders said she was very interested in me. (in a nonlesbian way)

So, maybe I’ll get a job now. Yikes!

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