Monday, November 1, 2004

Let's start at the very beginning...
Saturday I traveled to my hometown where my cousin was having a Halloween party. As previously mentioned I went as a swing kid. I have to say I looked pretty authentic. We visited, played some silly games and then topped off the evening with a viewing of The Lost Boys (aka that ridiculous 80s vampire movie). I had a good time but I was too tired and a little out of it. I was kind of quiet.
I was really sad to go home on Sunday. If I didn't have an interview today I would have stayed. I barely saw my parents and didn't even see my brother. I do not have much going on this week so I think I'll go back tomorrow for the rest of the week. What else do I have to do (being unemployed)?
Speaking of employment, my job interview went really well. The interviewer even told me that it went well. I will not know if I got the position until the middle of November. My one disadvantage is my age. This is a position teaching adult education in the evenings. They maybe worried since most of the students are a little younger or approximately my age. I am completely qualified for the job so I hope they can see past my age.
After my interview I stopped off at Saskatoon Public (where I had my interview on Friday). I had a new reference I wanted to add to my file. I was complete shock when I ran into my cousin (that I haven't spoken to in nearly 6 months). She used to work as a secretary there before she moved and was in town visiting. As I was talking to her, my friend's dad came into the reception area. He is teacher who lives out of town but was there for a conference. Weird, I guess it is a small world after all (especially in Saskatchewan).
I didn't have enough time to eat lunch before I took my car in for an oil change. I ate at Denny's while I waited. There was a cute guy there who was staring at me. I wished he would have come over to talk to me. Even though I normally do not like guys I don't know approaching me. Anyway, it was nice to get the attention.

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