I got my hair cut today. I wanted a pixie (have you seen Emma Watson's new hair – too cute!). But I'm not really the cute type any more. I'd probably look like a boy. With a tiny head. Because apparently I have a small head & small features. Which is funny because personally I think I have a big ole moon face.
Anyway, my stylist worked with me to do something much less drastic – cut a couple of inches off the bottom & trimming the ends. I know – I think I could have done that myself & saved some money too. Heh. I'm sharing the pictures for my family, so if you want to skip them to head straight for the Wordzlle go ahead.
OK, here's my Wordzzle's for the week. I really was going to try the mega, but I ran out of steam.
Mini-challenge: gradual, eagle's nest, martyrdom, pizza, pugilist
I wanted to look into the eagle's nest
Up the gradual incline to his feathered aerie
I wanted to push off that pugilist
But the idea of his martyrdom made me wary
So I stayed home & ate pizza instead.
10-word challenge: summer time blues, glasses, google, pregnant pause, integrated, suit and tie, parallel parking, shimmering, post card, slam dunk
My glasses start fogging up as soon as I reach my destination. Parallel parking is a nightmare for me. Back and forth, in & out – finally I'm somewhat in my space. I promise myself that when I get home I'll google a good parking tutorial. The asphalt is shimmering in the sun. This is the time of year I usually get my summer time blues – it's too hot and I can't afford to have a water vacation. At least I'm not a man. I didn't have to wear a suit and tie to this silly interview. The job is supposed to be a slam dunk, but the problem is that I don't really want it.
Inside the building I am directed to the correct office. The first question from the interviewer is, "If you were to be offered this position, how would you make sure that all of our human resources databases are integrated into the correct modules?"
Pregnant pause, as I digest the question. "Um. I'm unclear about how human resources databases relate to cleaning bathrooms, but if you give me an example, I'm sure I can figure it out. Or is this not the janitorial job?"
Back in my car I bang my head on the steering wheel for a while. I wonder if the interviewer is still laughing. I wonder if I could just sell the car and get enough money to go on a cruise. I could send a post card to the friend who set me up with an interview for a job as a PC Specialist. She thought it meant Public Cleaning Specialist. The post card would read, "Roses are Red, Violets are Blue, I went on this cruise, instead of cleaning the loo!"
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