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Well, the job interview was today and since this has been the most exciting day I've experienced in a long time, let's start at the beginning!

I set my alarms within 5 minutes of one another last night.  I'm FAMOUS for turning alarms off and going back to sleep... Almost each time I do it, I can't remember having done it.  Luckily, for some reason, I woke up a 1/2 hour before either alarm went off but I decided I'd just lay in bed and relax before getting coffee, getting dressed and leaving.  I discovered on the way out, decked out in my gold shirt, pants and gold stripped tie that it was a rainy day!  Since my car's not on the road yet, I had to take a bus.  On the way, I almost got leaped upon by someone's loose black lab who was quite excited to see me.  I waved my arms and leaped out into the street screaming "NO ... NO ... GO AWAY!  PLEASE!" Luckily, it's owner peaked his head out to call him and apologize.  I said it was alright and continued at my usual hurried pace to the bus stop.  The bus ride was uneventful.

Downtown, I decided that since I have "coffee breath" I'd get some gum.  I stopped at a drug store and waited behind a man who was waiting for the clerk.  The clerk saw us, but took his sweet ass time getting to us.  He cashed the man out and when I got there, I was eying my possibilities while he decides to turn around and walk away as I made up my mind.  He went on to fiddle with something at the far end, making damn sure not to make eye contact with me.  Instead of chucking the pack of gum I wanted at his head I wanted, I just walked out, leaving the package right in front of his scanner.  I walked to another shop I went to at the last job I worked.  While I was there, the owner was greeted by a drunk man (at 9:30am) who asked for an application.  The owner shouted "NO YOU'RE DRUNK, GET OUT!"  I always liked the guy, but I liked him even more after that.

As I left the store, the sky open up and poured in buckets.  I jogged, got to the company early and discovered it's 8 floors above my favorite sushi restaurant. Yum.  The interview was short, lasting all of 15 minutes.  Compared to any other interview I had ever had before, it was cake.  There was a wireless keyboard and mouse sitting before me and when they said "that's it, we'll get in touch with you.." I replied, "seriously?"  They laughed and I said "geez, you have this nice set up before me ... No quiz?"  We talked a little more and parted ways.  I didn't know what to expect.  There were 5 people there, most of which asked something, I answered, it was over.  With the rest of my time, I dodged raindrops and took a bus to meet my sister where she works and had lunch with her.  Then I went back downtown, spent some time at my favorite record shop, bumped into some coworkers from my last career in TV, chatted and decided to go home.  I had some time to kill, so I went to another drug store to peruse whatever they had on sale.  When I was thinking about leaving, I noticed a guy who was acting strange dart for the door, a manager ran up from behind and nabbed him and chaos ensued.  The guy was caught shoplifting and made a few attempts to hit, kick, squirm away, kiss, swear, spit, and howl away. He said the craziest crap I had ever heard from a person, calling the manager a pussy face, making lewd gestures at other people and trying to get away.  The cashiers are trying to call other managers to get this guy restrained when I get a phone call from the agency that contacted me telling me I got the job.  I had to leave the front of the store to hear her tell me but I'm trying not to laugh*, asking what questions I could remember while hoping this guy isn't going to run completely amok and get his hands on something sharp.  Luckily, they subdue him, drag him to the back, and I'm able to go home.  It was just, a pretty nutty day.

I start on Wednesday.  I have practically nothing to wear.  I don't know if its formal or casual.  The last day is the end of June.  I will be hearing more tomorrow, most likely while questing for clothes.

* - Flashbacks of cashiering at a convenience store sandwiched between two bars, also, just completely confused over everything going on and hopped up on 3 cups of coffee...