Wednesday, August 02, 2006

The Cat Ate My Interview Outfit

I know I didn't give birth or anything but I am really, really tired. Like there isn't enough sleep in a night to give me the energy I need for another day. I don't think I am depressed. How could I be with Finn here? But honestly, this job stuff is still weighing on me even if there has been that shift of trusting the unknown. Seriously, if I have to talk about my strengths and weaknesses one more bloody time I might lose my shit.

I'm just saying.

I went to a temp interview yesterday. Lord, please let me land a real permanent position so that I don't have to take that job out of desperation for fundage. I am not the best match for a mutual funds corporation on the 28th floor of a high rise. Sure, the view is nice but I would have to dress up and stifle my personality to work there. Plus, the woman who interviewed me had the buggiest eyes e.v.e.r. and it totally creeped me out. She was kind of like my neighbor, the non-blinker. That was $8 spent on parking I could have used for groceries.

I rushed off to the grocery store after that to pick up supplies for finishing my mom's birthday cake. In between noon and 1:30 I had to grocery shop, drop stuff off at my sister's, make cake frosting from scratch, frost and decorate the cake and change my outfit for yet another interview.

I am about out of interview clothing options. I hate interview clothes! It pains me to stand there staring at my closet forlornly, agonizing over which outfit will present the best version of me and does this necklace overpower the outfit or should I just wear the flats since I tend to look like a drunk in heels? The pressure!

I made it to my 2nd interview of the day- which, if you are trying to keep them all straight was the 3rd interview with this organization and the 1st and 2nd combined for the Events Manager position. I feel like I work there with the amount of times I've had to meet with them. Hire me already! You know you want to. They asked me back for the final interview with a Board member which hopefully will be this week. That's good because as I said, I'm about out of options for outfits. And truth be told, I need a job in the next two weeks or I'm going to be working the street corner on 19th and Madison.

When I got home from my final interview of the day I discovered that one of the cats had decided that frosting was good. They ate a silver dollars worth of frosting off the top of the cake. Buggers! I grabbed them both individually to check their breath and interrogate them. Did you eat cake frosting? How did you get up on the counter without leaving cat hairs on the cake? Did it taste good? Do not, I repeat, do NOT throw up on the $80 Ikea rug!

When I arrived at my sister's house, I went around to the passenger side to unload the cake and flowers. I had the vase nestled in the crook of my arm and the antique glass cake plate in the other. I was holding the plate at the base as I shut the car door when all of a sudden the glass of the plate broke in my hands and the cake I had made toppled over upside down into the gutter amongst the leaves.

You've got to be shitting me. This did not just happen.

Oh but it did. I tried to salvage what I could of the cake sans broken glass and leaves. Luckily, a little bit of it had landed on the foil. I walked up to the apartment door and when my mom, the birthday girl, came to let me in I held it out to her and said, "Happy Birthday!" The cake looked a lot like the mud pies I would make in the backyard as a kid instead of the deliciousness that is Grandma Cake. Oh well. You win some, you lose some. And I didn't even spaz out when it happened. I must be growing.

22 comments:

alissa said...

Oh no! What a terrible day. Hoping that when you saw Fin it was all better. And... congrats on getting ANOTHER interview! I have a good feeling about this.

Double B said...

The mudpies were delicious.

OT said...

I feel it - a position worthy of your time and talent is right around the corner...

Merideth said...

Oh my...this has NOT been a good day for you!

I think maybe you're on the edge of something good here...3 interviews...what the heck is their PROBLEM?

Maybe they're hoping you'll offer to work for nothing or something!

Hang tough! Remain steadfast! Stay the course!

I'm pulling for you. Have every finger and toe crossed for you and said a prayer to Buddha for you too!

sue said...

I know I shouldn't laugh... but I just can't help it. Are you my long-lost twin? Those are the kinds of things that happen to me, all the time. Poor Siz.

Congratulations on being an Aunt!!! All the best to Mom and Dad and Grandma! He is a beautiful little guy... Love the name, too. Not your typical same old-same old.

The job thing? I guess I would be frustrated that they just keep interviewing! Better than the alternative, I guess, but still! Geez! Hire me already! What a crock. I feel your pain on interview clothes. I can't imagine having to go back over and over and trying to look put together each and every time.

Well, TRY to have a good day and I'll be thinking about you... and that lovely new little boy. G'luck, hon...

Melissa said...

Aie, Amiga... with days like that I just go back to bed.

If you are being called back to interview with a board member to coordinate their events this is a HUGE sign. You'll knock their socks off and they will wonder what they ever did without you.

Seriously, you're the Sizzle!

Bre said...

Holy Moly! I spazzed out a little bit for you, I must say! I adore dressing up in all things fun and fabulous, but I hate interview outfits too... they're just so... bland... you know? My fingers are still crossed for you!

JustRun said...

What a statement when the cake falls in the gutter and you didn't freak. It's like your mind didn't have room for one more thing so it just said "whatever." I think that's great! I am always aspiring to be a non-freaker outer.
I am so sorry about your cake though- I hope the one piece was fantastic!

ocg said...

I honestly can't believe you didnt freak out. I did just reading about it.

I wish I could make everything better for you.

Mrs. Ca said...

Seems like yesterday was a day for realizing growth!

sandra said...

Painful day! But a fabulous ending to it!

Karl said...

Geez, what an up-and-down day for you. Hoping the job thing comes through fast. Muy cuto nephew-o. :)

Margaret said...

I'm impressed with your maturity. I would have ground the cake into the leaves with my feet and gone home.

Bone said...

Those are the times when I throw my hands up, go into an expletive-filled tirade (which only I can hear, of course) and wonder why can't just one thing go right.

Seems like you handled it amazingly well, Aunt Sizzle.

amy said...

Things could be much much worse Sizzle. Really and truly. But oh isn't baby Griffin so so so cute?

Jacynth said...

I have to say, after all that you went through, you still were able to write a very positive post. I'm sending jobby job vibes your way sista!

Miahart said...

you are exhausted from the emotional stress this job hunt is putting on you. i remember it all too well.
on the plus side...you are becoming an expert intervieweee.
the temp experience totally reminds me of mine a year ago. those agencies are cheesy and i remember having to put the $10 parking fee on my credit card b/c i was so broke and the ass hole agency wouldn't even pay for parking?
i was in desperation mode as well and something exceptional, fantastic, and sooo me came up...and it was with a temp agency. very much a shock. so don't get discouraged. all these negatives will soon make a huge huge positive pay off!
i would have flipped out if the cake incident would have happened to me. you poor thing!

Brookelina said...

Cake is cake. Who cares if it's been in the gutter.

Dustin said...

What Jacynth said. The fact that you were able to come up with a cheery post with the kind of day you described...wow. Better blogger than I. =)

Nihilistic said...

You so have that job! In a few posts we are going to be hearing all about your new job! Bug eyes...hehe

gorillabuns said...

what a truly frustrating day! i just know you will get a call from someone soon!

Sarcomical said...

awww...
job searching sucks major ass.

good luck. ;)

how do you like you new neighborhood?