Tuesday, September 22, 2009


Well kids, time to add another entry to the ever-expanding list entitled Jobs Froggy Did Not Get, Despite Having A $100k Masters Degree and Feeling Great After The Interview.

On one hand, this should motivate me even more to get cracking on those PhD applications.

On the other, all of this rejection--boys, employers--is getting to be a bit much. If the bread I've currently got in the oven doesn't come out looking pretty and edible, I may weep.

Susan Miller was right. September SUCKS.


wegrit said...

I am almost positive that the main reason we have friends is so we can cope with rejection.

I'm sorry you didn't get the job even though you probably would have been awesome at it and way better than whoever they hired. Fuckers!

I'm also sorry about the boy being a fuckwit. You deserve much better.

Therapeutic Ramblings said...

....yeah, what wegrit said, and your hair should get you a job, it looks great.

Z said...

I'm sorry 'bout it all... :(

(In case this comment seems totally random, I've been reading via my reader for awhile, but haven't had time to actually, you know, comment on anything for anyone in quite awhile - so just wanted to pop over to say hello once more and, again, I'm sorry)