Well, what a day this was. I woke up at the wonderful hour of 6 (which isn't bad, just that I only had to get up at 7 for my job at Westinghouse) to go out to Bridgeville for my interview. It took about an hour, and wasn't bad. I had three interviews, one right after another.
They loved my personality.
They commented on how professional I was.
They were impressed with my samples.
They thought I had a great resume.
But I'm not what they're looking for.
Which is ok I guess, I mean it was nice to have a real interview, and was awesome to get so many compliments (they also said I was really creative, which was odd, since I never thought of myself as a creative in the ad world). And besides, the job is over an hour away (if I actually leave a decent time), the gas money would be outrageous and they are really inept at scheduling, I can't imagine what they'd be like to work for (third time the interview was set up, and second job), and of course, I really don't think I could do the job they were interviewing me for anyway (the first one yes, this one, no).
And then I went out to training camp with my brother, which was nice, I never went as a "fan" before (I really don't like football and I hate what training camp does to the campus and the students), but it was fun. I visited a bunch of people on campus and got some of my books back from Dr. Cook finally, so that was exciting. I also may have a lead on another freelance project, this time for Safety and Security, so we'll see what happens.
After that, Dave and I hit Subway, and then caught the 6:30 showing of Snakes on a Plane. Great movie, I laughed a lot, only jumped once, and generally thought it was great, everyone should go see it. The best quote came from the guy behind me: "That's really how the government does it. When I was being escorted by the Marshall he had the gun on the plane too."
Go ahead and re-read that statment. I'll give you a moment, go on.
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At that point, I decided to not turn around and ask him to be quiet.
