Too addicting. An elephant that golfs.
I had the dubious pleasure of having a job interview today. Why dubious? If you’re unaware of the heat wave that’s sweeping NYC/LI — well, now you know. It was close to 100 degrees today. Heat index or actual temperature, I may never know the difference, but I did know two things: it was very hot and it was very humid.
I had three choices of suit: black, navy (of a very light material), or light grey (wool blend). If I were just looking at colors, the grey suit would have been a natural choice, but knowing what I did about its heat retention — it was knocked out as a contender. So I’m left with black and navy. Black fabric doesn’t breathe as well as navy. I am more comfortable in pants than a skirt. That made that choice easier. I usually go for skirts once I’ve already acquired the job. No worries, I can be feminine and girly when I want. Just not during interviews. Next issue: shirt inside. Normally, I have an array of “very nice” button-downs for the interview. But please, take a look at the temperature. It would take a lot of convincing for me to wriggle into long sleeved, button-down shirt in 100 degree weather. Even if it’s white. I dug out a lace camisole. Just had to remember to not unbutton the suit jacket. I figure, it’s the middle of the summer, these people could not be so cruel as to NOT turn on the air conditioner by this time of the year. Topped all this off with some simple basic jewelry, to showcase my personal style as well as to not make myself look completely boring and navy. And voila! Outward appearance = no worries.
I must be a rare breed. I enjoy interviews. I prefer to look at them as a social adventure, instead of the grueling process that it is. Why? It’s a known fact that people perform better in activities they like or enjoy, as opposed to activities they deem necessary and nothing more. Of course, job interviews are necessary, I’m not saying they aren’t. But I’ve learned that the whole process goes more smoothly if I look at it as a fun activity as opposed to sheer drudgery. Of course, this also depends on the demeanor of the interviewer or the atmosphere of the company, but I try to be as optimistic as possible. You are, after all, selling yourself.
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Categories : Career, Job, me, NYC
I originally had a different topic planned for my first post on this quarter-life blog, but due to an earlier e-mail I received [from Corinne nonetheless], I’ve decided to rant about how it sucks to not have a “plus-one” at weddings.
I only have a handful of single friends. Like- real single friends – friends who aren’t married, have kids, are dating someone or several someones, or are engaged. These friends are just single for whatever the reason may be. I have one friend who just got married last month. I have another friend who’s planning her wedding. I have a friend who just got out of a long term relationship and has already spotted his next potential girlfriend. I have friends who are chain daters and just can’t/won’t stop. It is deeply depressing when I realize all the world around me is attached somehow. I constantly feel like I need to move my love life along. When I was in Hong Kong and China, I couldn’t help but notice how everyone is paired up. I began to wonder if anyone ever went out by him/herself. I spent over a week by myself in Hong Kong and I could feel people looking at me like, “What kind of loser are you? Why are you alone? Don’t you have any friends?” I thought it was just me overthinking things but I’ve asked around and have confirmed my findings. Even my mom has been telling me that if I don’t find someone in college, my chances are slimmed significantly. I’m already out of college. Now, tell me, what kind of kick me while I’m down is that?
I have no qualms with weddings. I am happy to see my friends happy, but does everyone need to be happy right now? My real quandry is this: why are those who don’t deserve the “happily ever after” getting it? I have a friend who’s planning her wedding. Her and her boyfriend got “pre-engaged” a few years ago and her ring- huge! She’s a great girl and she’s had her share of asshole men in her life, yet she can’t tell that this one’s not good for her either. She thinks this is the one she’s going to settle down with and stay with until she’s old and grey. How do you tell someone who already has her seating plan arranged for her wedding that the man she wants to spend her life with is useless? Not only is he useless, cuz useless I can deal with- but he’s a total jerk to her. You can hear in his voice sometimes that he doesn’t respect her and he’s constantly belittling her. It’s people like him who should end up alone and poor, yet he’s getting married. He’s doing the one thing that every little girl fanatasies about. Why should he be able to live out some little girl’s dream?
They say that women always seem to fall for the assholes so going along with that theory, shouldn’t a good majority of the asshole population be taken? Why is it still easy to find an unworthy man? Are there just no good men left? Have they all been scorned and have now converted to assholism?
I’m tired of not having someone to share my days with. I’m tired of meeting someone and building a relationship only to have it fall apart on me. I don’t want to have to scramble to find random someones to attend weddings or other events with me anymore. It really shouldn’t be so hard in a city so big. The next wedding I’m going to, I have a plus one. He happens to be my ex. Woe is me.
— miss beancurd
New York City is all about sex. People getting it, people trying to get it, people who can’t get it. No wonder the city never sleeps. It’s too busy trying to get laid. [[satc]]
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