Dear Portland,
I think I severely lowered my chances at my interview at the coffee shop today by being honest. Heather (the manager), straight up asked me if I was here long term or what my plans are otherwise. Now I believe that when you are applying for a job and interviewing, you are creating a relationship with your employer and hopefully a good one, so that if and when you move on, you have established a good name for yourself and therefore will get a good reference. So when Heather asked, I answered honestly. I told her I would be leaving in July. I saw her write down a tiny "x". This makes me worry. She said she had a couple more people to interview and that I would know by tomorrow afternoon. I may have just stranded myself with my honesty, but I hope she appreciates it and gives me a chance. She liked me, I'm a likable person damn it. She complimented me on my style. The barista that I talk to and like the most was really excited that I got an interview and was stoked that I might be working there. We shall see how it all plays out. I hope the cards are on my side.
I came home after my interview intending to go get gas and maybe drive to Lone Pine State Park. But of course, a block away from my apartment there is a sudden downpour. I was soaked almost instantly and really cold. Damn. It stopped a few hours later but of course I was already back in bed writing letters and having no plans of leaving my cozy comforter anytime soon. I did some things here and there and decided I needed to be more productive if I was going to stay home. So I taught myself how to do some knitting colorwork. This is something I have always wanted to learn but I'm always too shy to ask people I see doing it. When I was at Camas Creek Yarn last week I saw Melanie doing it at lightning speed. I watched her intently trying to see exactly which piece of yarn was going where. It was hard because she is a picker, unlike me, a thrower. I stared at my yarn(s) and thought I had it figured out. I was determined not to look up instructions, diagrams, or videos. And guess what?! I did it. I taught myself. I figured it out without any aids and I feel awesome.
The photo to the left is what I have accomplished today.
It's pretty neat and I'm stoked to learn something new to bring variety and a new level of complexity to my projects.
It turns out I will not be able to make it back to you this month my dear city. As I mentioned, I'm broke and have a class the Monday I would be returning to Kalispell. It's too much and I do apologize. Keep yourself distracted with spring and strengthening those relationships that are there for you now.
Tuesday, May 4, 2010
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- The Learning Curve of an Adult Child is singularly me. I suppose it's about the trials and tribulations involved in what "they" call being a grown-up. But maybe it's just about things that happen and things I think about... (Also, that is my computer generated pirate name) My other blog, [hap]hazard, is my best friend and I. We enjoy adventuring.
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