Lately I’ve been having this recurring dream where I go back to the country club to waitress again. It’s so realistic, it freaks me out. In one “episode” my dream-self was at work contemplating what status I would post on Facebook when I got home (yes, I am aware of how utterly sad that is). It was going to be something like “Rye can’t believe she is back at the country club again,” because I couldn’t believe it. I mean seriously: I go to school so I can leave the country club, and then I come BACK to the country club? No way.
I woke up thinking it was real and that I had actually started waiting tables again, but then realized that two or three of my coworkers in the dream had been fired several months ago so it couldn’t have taken place.
But it keeps coming back!
At least I’m making money in my dreams, I guess…
Sunday, July 12, 2009
Tuesday, July 7, 2009
No.
CareerBuilder “job match” email:
Email: Can you sell?!
Me: No.
*hits delete without reading rest of email*
Since when did showing interest in graphic design jobs turn into a steady stream of employment offers from companies wanting to hire salespeople? I tried to think about what I could possibly sell someone, and the only thing I came up with was Firefox, which isn’t sold anyway, so that makes me an…I don’t know what. An activist?
It might be kind of fun to set up a roadside booth and pitch a browser, though. Kind of like the boiled peanut guy. (Boiled peanuts are disgusting, however, and you should not try to sell them in Florida in the dead of July. Just so you know.)
Email: Can you sell?!
Me: No.
*hits delete without reading rest of email*
Since when did showing interest in graphic design jobs turn into a steady stream of employment offers from companies wanting to hire salespeople? I tried to think about what I could possibly sell someone, and the only thing I came up with was Firefox, which isn’t sold anyway, so that makes me an…I don’t know what. An activist?
It might be kind of fun to set up a roadside booth and pitch a browser, though. Kind of like the boiled peanut guy. (Boiled peanuts are disgusting, however, and you should not try to sell them in Florida in the dead of July. Just so you know.)
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