Monday, March 28, 2011

Abercrombie Extravaganza

I went to the mall with Rach on Saturday to do some retail damage. Some lady approached us and said,"Hi, I work with Abercrombie and was wondering if you guys were interested in interviewing with us to be models at the store."

My response, *yelling, apparently*: "I HAVE A MASTER'S DEGREE."

This chick was not fazed whatsoever. "Oh, that's great. We're also interviewing for manager positions, and you need at least a Bachelor's degree for that."

By this time, I'm slightly fuming, slightly laughing, and starting to inch away. Rach is cracking up, and turns to the woman with an apologetic look. She seems confused.

"Oh...so...you guys already have jobs then???"

At this point, I run.

Saturday, March 26, 2011

sigh

You live and you learn

Wednesday, March 23, 2011

Maneater

The best thing about regaining yourself is the newfound sense of control you possess over things. It's empowering...almost drunkenly so. I got far too excited while I was sitting at work today and had to take a walk to kill some energy. Took the elevator down to the ground floor, walked out one front door, in through another front door, walked to the bathroom, and took an elevator back up to my cubicle, all the while thinking, "Kickboxing would be really good right now"

I've also been on a yearlong struggle to make some tasty soy sauce wings akin to those my mommy makes. I finally learned that the trick is to add some Sriracha sauce, a ton of garlic and scallions, marinate for at least half a day, and pan-sear before baking. Finger-licking good.

Monday, March 21, 2011

tomorrow will be better.

I'm looking for a stronger, better me. Time to cut my losses and peace out.

Wednesday, March 16, 2011

oh hello, where did i go?

...oops. I guess March is almost over, I'm still job searching, and grad school is coming to an end. Where did the time go!? I feel like there are many things I should be looking forward to (job...new car...house buying?) but right now with the job market the way it is, life feels pretty aimless. Ah the perils of never being satisfied.