tuesday: blow-by-blow
06/17/03 ~ 9:43 p.m.
11:13 am:
i got an phone interview with the brokerage firm! this thursday. if all goes well
(and it should), then i will have an in-person interview next week. the
position is down near santa rosa, so if i get the job, i'll be moving down
there early. david's already checked out the buses (pretty convenient) and
asked his parents if i could stay there while we transition (i can). i'm pretty
certain i can get this job - i'm already trained and i've been employed by the
company for 1.5 years, 1 of which i worked pretty regularly. i've also had two
other office jobs (one before, one after), i'm smart, friendly, a fast worker,
good with customer service... i can't see why they wouldn't want me. i'm
excited and confident, while trying not to get my hopes up.
meanwhile, all's boring on the western front. i've spent 2 hours filing, and
sucked up the rest of the time talking to the edward jones lady and david,
using the yellow pages to make an eyebrow wax appointment, and walking back and
forth to the bathroom (been drinking all my water, yay!).
i've started my next book, hocus pocus by kurt vonnegut. he's so wacko.
i've read cat's cradle and breakfast of champions before. odd,
odd, odd. i want to read slaughterhouse five, too. geez, i keep adding
to my list. but then again, i'm reading the books on it really quickly, too.
speaking of odd things, i forgot to tell you all a funny story, what with the
whole car breaking/ job losing/ graduating thing. so jeannine's reading the
aggie (the school paper), and there's this news article that says something
along the lines of, "a man reported a plastic container of human bones,
including a mummified hand, at a dumpster on the 1000 block of olive drive."
um.... yeah. WE LIVE ON THE 1000 BLOCK OF OLIVE DRIVE! so far, the police
haven't identified the victim(s), but have determined that the bones came from
males AND females, so it's not just one person. lovely. so either someone's
anatomy project made it to the trash can, or some psycho serial killer paid us
a visit. how nice.
and on that note... it's off to the bathroom again.
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11:25 am:
i wonder how many people think it's weird that i always take my book with me
into the bathroom. they probably think i'm planning a marathon session after
which the bathroom is going to be unusable. they don't know i am simply doing
#1 many, many times a day, and bring my book along because all of those
paragraphs add up. plus they give me at least a little more to think about
while i am sitting at my desk, perpetually bored.
there's a man at the counter who has severly underdeveloped arms. one arm is
only about half as long as a normal arm, the hand being where the elbow would
normally be. the other is just a deformed hand directly off of the shoulder.
wow, that must be difficult. he's about 40, i think, so he's probably quite
proficient using them. i bet he's glad that he can walk and isn't in a
wheelchair. i admire him and i don't even know him.
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1:20 pm:
i got in 2 13-minute power walks to and from the hair salon. you wouldn't think
the distance from I & 7th to K & 12th is that far, but 7 blocks is quite
a ways. anyways, i went there to get my eyebrows waxed, and WOW. that was the
ritziest salon i've ever been in. while i waited, they microwaved a smelly next
relaxer thing and there was water (with lemon!) and coffee. they had all these
different aroma rooms. some guy was getting a manicure. and all their products
for sale were THEIR brand, no others. damn. i got a beautiful wax, and the lady
suggested i come back to dye my brows a little darker to add more definition.
hahahahaha.
on the walk back, there was a guy who i at first took to be just a dirty man on
a cell phone. oh, no. once he ran in front of oncoming traffic and yelled
"you're all stupid! not my authority!", i knew he was a crazy. i was a little
spooked. but then i reminded myself that he was nothing compared to the
wackjobs brooke* comes across in san francisco. and i continued walking (fast)
away from him.
i came back into the office, played a game of free cell, and promptly spilled
an entire cup of water all over my desk. nice. at least my desk is really
really small!
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1:42 pm:
a supervisor asked me and another lady to research the nutritional value of an
avocado for him. so jane typed it into the search engine. we learned that we
could rent the DVD "cannibal women in the avocado jungle of death." we also
learned that the name originated from the aztec word for 'testicle'. i think
these are two very valuable pieces of information, don't you?
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3:51 pm:
9 minutes left. then i walk to the bus and begin the journey home. i'm sleepy.
hmm, maybe i'll go get my diet coke out of the fridge for the ride.
david is now looking for santa rosa jobs for him. he found some worht applying
to and is sending out resumes. it feels like a possibility that we could be
moving sooner than we thought... a lot sooner than the counter over there on the
side!
he says he's getting antsy about moving. i'm not sure what i feel right now. i
hate it all up in the air.. i want to know if i have the job, then we can go
about getting a place, moving, getting a car, etc. well, i have to wait at least
2 days to know if i get a face-to-face interview... and another week-ish for
that interview to happen. ARGH! WAITING! YUCK!
alright, it's about time to get out of here. happy afternoon,
~holly~
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