The job I interviewed for in November? It was offered to me, but I declined. They could not offer me more money and it was across town and it would end up being a net decrease in pay by the time I increased my commute or moved across town. It was tempting though... and it was a great ego boost... they liked me so much.
The job I interviewed for in January? It was not offered to me. They would not offer me even as much money as I make now and I told them I would not take a decrease in pay. I pretty much think that was the end of discussion. I sure wish I hadn't had to go through all the hoops of the test and the interview with 9 people to have it be a forgone conclusion like that though. I am pretty sure that someone wrote that the interview was "bizarre" after I left. It was. I just couldn't deal with it any other way. So, how much were they going to pay for bizarre? Not as much as I wanted, clearly.
The date on Sunday? Fiasco. He is a friend. But not someone I like enough to date. He showed up at my house a couple of HOURS early. I wasn't ready. I didn't even have make up on. He complained that he didn't feel well, and by the time we ate lunch, he said he didn't feel well enough to go to the movie. I believe that is the truth. And frankly, I didn't want to see that movie anyway. We are supposed to go this weekend, and I don't want to go. I would be wiling to bet money it will never happen. This will give you an idea of who he is: a man who is sober 16 years and stands at the back of the meeting and signals his friend with a finger count of the number of people in the room he "likes," and it is usually one or two. bleh.
There is someone else anyway, someone I like enough to think walking around the park talking to on the phone is romantic. 'nuff said abut that.
Crying at work update: Yesterday at work I talked with a man who is leaving at the end of this month. I asked him if he was having a party, and he said no, but he just wanted to just say goodbye to people individually. And then he blew me away when he said he would never forget me because I gave him his big chance when I hired him. Oh my. I forgot. Oh yes. I hired him. And I told him that it was one of the best things I ever did. And of course, I had to cry.
Then I got to visit with a sponsee after work. What a wonderful thing this is.
Oh, and the car update: a car door that wouldn't close - on Monday at 5:00 p.m., I picked up my car, and $800. later, I got to drive it away. Yes, a VW with 60,000 miles on it is a good deal - if you are a millionaire.
OK. American Idol! In Denver! It hardly gets any better than that. So, I gotta go.