Bah, humbug I am too
Bah, humbug
I am too cranky for words this morning. I was sick all day yesterday, and probably shouldn’t be at work today, except for the fact that I need the money. Plus, Wells Fargo managed to lose $400 of my money this weekend. That situation still hasn’t been rectified.
(is it just me, or does the word rectified sound really dirty? I can never quite seem to get past it.)
So, I said I was going to take Ben “Temporay” Laurance on… I issued a challenge that my web skills can’t follow through on, I’m afraid. I’m a techno-weenie. I can blather on for hours, but I can’t make the background of my homepage look like constellations. Christ. A new inferiority complex.
On the temp-front, I’m interviewing today for a job I shouldn’t be interviewing for. It’s a marketing assistant position for Unico, which would last three months. However, if they knew I was currently looking for permanent work, they wouldn’t even be considering me. So, here is the great moral dilemma - interview for this temp job, which would be a cool job to have and would leave me time to interview for a REAL job? OR tell them the truth and get sent on a different job every week like I have been so far? I figure, if I get a temp job, it doesn’t really matter if I screw them over because I won’t need them anymore. BUT, I really love my buddies at Adams. They have been great to me, and they’re my pals. I don’t want to do anything that would hurt Erin or Zib’s relationship with their client. They rule. ARGH. Why must I have a conscience? Why oh why?
My kidneys hurt.