Continuing the Bo Burnham theme. Today's subject line is from one of his older ones. Which means the singing is a little flat here and there, but I enjoy it anyway.
I woke up already feeling overstimulated and a little raw, and I have no idea why. Just going to be one of those days, I suppose. Every noise is like a cheese grater. Of course, my sister is awake, so there is plenty of noise. I kind of want to rip off my ears and fling them across the room.
Don't have a ton of things to do today, just my normal markets, so I should be done pretty quickly. Then, I could conceivably help out elsewhere, but in reality, I probably won't. We'll see.
I still haven't heard back about the job. I'm starting to get annoyed. The hiring manager told me I'd hear something by midweek. (Last week). The recruiter says it should be coming coon. I just want to fucking know. Either I'm going to be happy or very pissed, and either way, I just want it done. Dragging it out like this is just pissing me off. It seems like every time I've applied, I've gotten jerked around for a minimum of three weeks, and I'm sick of it. If they'd just communicate the actual timeframe, I'd be okay. Instead, every single fucking time they've given me dates, and then blown past them without a word. It's really fucking annoying.
Okay, the coffee has kicked in, and I no longer want to eviscerate the next person who tries to talk to me. Everyone have a wonderful Tuesday!
I woke up already feeling overstimulated and a little raw, and I have no idea why. Just going to be one of those days, I suppose. Every noise is like a cheese grater. Of course, my sister is awake, so there is plenty of noise. I kind of want to rip off my ears and fling them across the room.
Don't have a ton of things to do today, just my normal markets, so I should be done pretty quickly. Then, I could conceivably help out elsewhere, but in reality, I probably won't. We'll see.
I still haven't heard back about the job. I'm starting to get annoyed. The hiring manager told me I'd hear something by midweek. (Last week). The recruiter says it should be coming coon. I just want to fucking know. Either I'm going to be happy or very pissed, and either way, I just want it done. Dragging it out like this is just pissing me off. It seems like every time I've applied, I've gotten jerked around for a minimum of three weeks, and I'm sick of it. If they'd just communicate the actual timeframe, I'd be okay. Instead, every single fucking time they've given me dates, and then blown past them without a word. It's really fucking annoying.
Okay, the coffee has kicked in, and I no longer want to eviscerate the next person who tries to talk to me. Everyone have a wonderful Tuesday!