Thursday, November 11, 2004

I don’t know what going on with myself nor work. I’ve been wrapped-up in varying states of paranoia stemming from my encounter with my boss that was simply me asking about the open position we have in our department. I’m not sure I’m ready to right about his yet, but the long story short is, I expressed interest, was pretty much told “go ahead and apply, but your not going to get the job.” I submitted my resume anyway. A month passed with out anything more than an acknowledgment. And now, today, my boss comes in to schedule a time to meet and discuss the position. Of course, I’ve been checked-out since the encounter, searching for other jobs and readying for my first kid. I didn’t expect this wrinkle.