met michelle at parkway before heading to interview. had to get some passport sized photos. mich says hers look retarded but whatev. ate the berry-yogurt thingy. not a yogurt fan myself but i did like the unique coffee/chocolate/french vanilla so i was like wth and just ordered one. now i'm addicted to it. -.-
anyways. headed to the interview place. HELLO MICHELLE IF YOU GO TO AN INTERVIEW YOU OUGHT TO REMEMBER TO BRING A PEN RIGHT??? -.- silly cow didn't bring one so had to share mine and she ended up copying from my application anyways. lol.
waited from 1+ to nearly 5 before we got interviewed. FUCKING HELL LA. we were given numbers and the guy in front of me was definitely DRUNK. he was bloodshot and stank and dressed badly. we were minding our own business when he suddenly pitched forward over my arm rest while half staring and half mumblinng and i actually jumped and scooted as close to michelle. and he remained that way the entire time. like what the hell.
totally unimpressed with everything frankly. and my interview was super quick. coz i noticed for most people, they were asked to read something (to test english proficiency) and the woman just talked with me. i think she noticed i tend to pepper my speaking with slang and phrases. heh.
cabbed back with mich. both of us agreed that we're probably not gonna take the jobs. oh wells, back to step one.
never noticed how much
i appreciate my friends.
you guys make
me super happy.
i couldn't ask
for anyone better.
what we could have been, 5:37 pm.