A day of stupidity...not a rare occurrence, unfortunately.
1. I interviewed for a job the other day with the chief psychiatrist of the facility. I went to a clinical at one of the other offices for this facility yesterday and had a video conference with him and a few other sites. What idiotic, job-unsecuring thing did I do? I almost fell asleep. I'm on a big screen pinching myself, while my head bobs and my eyes cross. AND, I was wearing the same bright blue striped shirt as I did in the interview to make absolutely sure I stick out and he remembers me. I'm not going to hold my breath for that job... 2. I drew a blank in one of my patient's appointments and asked him what his weekend plans were. I think he thought I was asking him out... 3. While leaving this clinical, I drove West instead of East. It took me 25 minutes to realize I was farther away from home. AND, I had my GPS on. 4. Because it took me so long to get home, I had to reschedule a phone interview because I had terrible reception in the car. I'm also not going to hold my breath for that job.
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Okay, so I just turned on the radio in my bedroom and walked ten feet, putting me in my living room. I listened to the last 60 seconds of Killing Me Softly when there was an abrupt transition to (I've Had) The Time of My Life -- the song from Dirty Dancing. This song scared the bejeezus out of me; if you're not familiar with the song, it starts with a deep voice. Like an idiot, I screamed because my immediate thought was, "OMG there's a man in my bedroom!" How dumb could I be? Firstly, I've been locked in my apartment for hours in silence working on a paper--when could I have missed a break in? Secondly, how much harm would a guy who spontaneously busts out a romantic song pose? I'll take this as a sign that I shouldn't be working so hard...
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