So, I look for jobs on Craigslist.. and it's an interesting site. Okay, that said.. I noticed the "personal ads" and opted to look.. for entertainment of course.. Well.. that and I wanted to see if someone on there went to my high school or something..b/c that would be funny in a really mean, weird way. I'm not a nice person sometimes. Okay.. what the HELL is Craigslist allowing people to post??!! I saw things for 3rd wives (as in polygamy), mistresses, etc.. I stopped looking.. b/c there were photos.. and I was disturbed. I felt violated by Craigslist today. It's official.
So, it's Friday. Havent heard about the interview. :( Grrr! I'm getting a leetle bored...or a lot. I mean.. let's face it.. I am a somewhat overachiever when it comes to multitasking and stressing.. I kinda love to be busy.. So, to wake up and just have my computer to keep me entertained while I send out resumes and make connections, etc is slllllllllightly teeth grinding sometimes. Today, it is particularly so. But, I keep tellin myself that I am gonna find "the job"... Well.. at least a BETTER job... and I'll be happier.. Im seriously not overly picky. I mean.. I think the HARDEST thing I've encountered is that I have SO MANY interests/qualifications .. but also happen to have a law degree. People hear the whole "Im an atty" thing and it's like they morph into someone that only knows how to talk about law jobs!! I REALLY appreciate help and am NOT discounting anything, but my interests and in my opinion, my strengths, range wider than just being a practicing lawyer in a firm or something. It's hard to explain that, though, when people think "Oh, youre a lawyer. You must want to work at a firm." Poo! Yes, I said poo.. I cant discount firms.. and I'm not.. but I'm just looking wider than that, I suppose. :)
Sooooo... in other news I am allergic to bees.. VERY. ALLERGIC. Soooo much so that I carried an epi pen when I went to Belize with Aaron last year. Okay.. I havent seen a bee in YEARS, though. (Although the killer bee scare a fews years back made me want to go into hibernation like some hermit with 25 cats). Right. So, with the pleasant weather, I opened my french doors today. Well, I also opened them b/c they're painting below me and the smell was beginning to make me high enough to not pass a drug test for any future employers.. lol.. Teasing.. but it was strong. So, french doors are opened and in flies Mr. Bee. Mr. Bee took over my apartment like he owned the place. In my great fearless state, I ran into the bathroom and closed the door in panic as though some killer and broken in. (I guess it kinda had.. killer BEE, mind you) Sadly, I thought to myself "OMG.. I dont have my cell phone" in the bathroom. Yeah...cause I would have called 911.. Right. What was I thinking? Sheez.. Over the top, I am. After about 5-10 minutes, I emerged.. unscathed and unstung. It could be hiding in here. Bees are sneaky like that. I'll report back.
The adventures with jobless Jax continue on this brush with death Friday...:) Have a great weekend!! :)