I was indeed offered that job I didn't want. I told them no. They were a bit sad about it, but kind. I handled it well. I was totally smooth. Particularly for someone who dreads things and becomes over-apologetic when nervous.
I don't regret it. I really didn't want to get involved in that shmuckus.
And now..?
Now I continue to trudge along with the job I have. And look for something better...
My costs have been reduced (re: student referral and reduced credit card costs). The focus is on attainment. I shall attain my heart's desire. Mo' money.
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On another note, I find that I am becoming antsy to act again. My weekly Second City class isn't enough. Engrossing myself in my financial travails and job hunt is necessary and even relieving, but creatively, I'm itchy.
I need encouragement. I need something to give me drive.
Yeah, that's the ticket! I'll sing my way to the top! Thanks Ellen Greene! Thanks Robert Morse!
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