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So, I did not get the job. Yet again, I got great feedback, but supposedly didn't push that I'm capable of having hard discussions and they "Didn't want to set me up for failure." I don't know what they want. I mentioned having a couple of uncomfortable and unpleasant conversations as DM, but I guess that wasn't enough. It's not like I, as a coworker am going to have those discussions, so I don't know what the fuck they want me to do. If my teammate gets it, I'm going to flip a table. She's nice enough, but she's lazy and is not good about professional communication. Oh well, not my problem.
I'm really upset about this one. It felt like a last chance, somehow. It wasn't, I know. More jobs go up every day, and I can apply until the cows come home. But it really feels like I'm stuck here now. The one good thing is that I won't have to worry about my schedule for a while. It was stressing me out thinking that it might mess with my TTRPG time. But the extra money would have been very nice. I'll move past it in a few days, but right now I'm just pissed and disheartened.
The weather in Baltimore has been up and down lately, and it's been fucking with me. For the last five days, I've been having a headache that ranges from annoying to screaming pain, and have been low key nauseous, with occasional surges. Last night, we were supposed to have storms, though I never heard anything, but today I don't feel nauseous, so I'll take it.
Tonight we shall play Curse of Strahd, and have more creepy goth shenanigans. Tomorrow is my busy day, and we'll be running all over creation to pick up our prime rib dinner. (I'm seriously looking forward to eating the shit out of the horseradish sauce.)
I'm debating between whether to do the prime rib Saturday or Sunday. We've got games both nights, but Saturday's is earlier, and I do have to go see Dad. With the prime rib taking about an hour and the hashbrown casserole clocking in at 50 minutes, it could be tight and I might have to interrupt game to pull shit out. On the other hand, I don't really want to wait til Sunday. I want my prime rib now, dammit. Oh well I'll think on it.
Okay, I'm going to go forth and do some prep for my weekend games. Everyone have a perfectly awesome Friday!
I'm really upset about this one. It felt like a last chance, somehow. It wasn't, I know. More jobs go up every day, and I can apply until the cows come home. But it really feels like I'm stuck here now. The one good thing is that I won't have to worry about my schedule for a while. It was stressing me out thinking that it might mess with my TTRPG time. But the extra money would have been very nice. I'll move past it in a few days, but right now I'm just pissed and disheartened.
The weather in Baltimore has been up and down lately, and it's been fucking with me. For the last five days, I've been having a headache that ranges from annoying to screaming pain, and have been low key nauseous, with occasional surges. Last night, we were supposed to have storms, though I never heard anything, but today I don't feel nauseous, so I'll take it.
Tonight we shall play Curse of Strahd, and have more creepy goth shenanigans. Tomorrow is my busy day, and we'll be running all over creation to pick up our prime rib dinner. (I'm seriously looking forward to eating the shit out of the horseradish sauce.)
I'm debating between whether to do the prime rib Saturday or Sunday. We've got games both nights, but Saturday's is earlier, and I do have to go see Dad. With the prime rib taking about an hour and the hashbrown casserole clocking in at 50 minutes, it could be tight and I might have to interrupt game to pull shit out. On the other hand, I don't really want to wait til Sunday. I want my prime rib now, dammit. Oh well I'll think on it.
Okay, I'm going to go forth and do some prep for my weekend games. Everyone have a perfectly awesome Friday!
