Bumpy week.
Two job interviews. One went well but it's not a great job. The other was ridiculous. It was to teach summer camps for kids- something I'd swore I'd never do again. It was a group interview- 70+ young hopefuls in a gym. We had to wear numbers on our backs like marathon runners. People with clipboards observed us playing group games. I should have walked out. Extroverts- sheesh! I just don't shine in that kind of situation because loud people take over. What a humiliating way to do an interview.
Saw Walrus at choir. Avoided him. Felt wobbly. I wasn't sure what I was going to do. I wanted to confront him but it didn't feel like the time or place. As for him apologizing to me- ha! I wasn't going to hold my breath. I had brought his much belated Christmas present with me. Wasn't sure of my motivation but wanted it out of my house. A friend from choir (I believe I might have nicknamed her Instafriend previously) encouraged me to just give it to him so I did. He liked it and asked if I was okay and I said, 'yeah sort of'.
He gave me an awkward hug that I didn't much participate in and made small talk about his cat. I just stood there in a daze. Then he moved to put away his chair and I left with Instafriend. She thinks I need to say something about what a jerk he was.
I sent Newfie a link to my art portfolio and he replied very enthusiastically and made it clear he is excited to meet me. This is a very weird feeling for me. Bubbly bubbly hope. It almost aches. Two more days until we meet.
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