Dear diary,
Welp, at around 15:23 PM this afternoon, I received a call from the head hunter regarding my interview set for next Monday. Her last name is spelled exactly like the Twit Wifey but I do NOT think that they are related! The caller told me to let them know how the interview went. If y’all must know the name of their client, I can’t! Brouhaha!
For those who can read my mind especially someone who looks a like a man such as a Superman (a rhyme which is mine and copyrighted), the company’s name starts with the letter of his ‘middle initial’!
Many slong years ago, when I was purchasing crystallized stuff from that handsome vendor, I sent a thought to him and requested to let me know what was his middle initial. And later he sent a package with his first name, middle initial, and last name handwritten with black marker ink and on a side of a brown cardboard box!
So yeah, I’m both excited and hopeful as I could probably finally move on with my under and unemployed lazy ass of one decade! I believe my elderly parents will be okay for one decade outta my sorry life.
Mother unit is still strong and a nagging bitch. Father unit is still the strong and silent Dick. Daughter unit is still a loser.
Wish me luck, if any. Thank God for head hunters!
Sincerely,
FB
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