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Aug. 7th, 2002

I had a spate of horrible dreams last night interspersed with a lot *a lot* of waking up.
The coffee this morning is mandatory to even get my eyes uncrossed, let alone make myself lucid enough to talk coherently and smile at the same time with a minimum of "ums".

I always forget until they're asking that they ask lame lame "so, name three of the best things about yourself... name three of the worst" So I end up saying really really lame things.
"uhm... I'm punctual, I make good coffee and I'm a good kisser..... uh...."

If I worked in HR it would be a talk about movies and music and tv becuase I'm one of those snobs who thinks you can learn a lot about a person and their intelligence just by talking about popular culture with them. Not like "only dumb people watch MTV" but more like... "why do you enjoy the back street boys" and checking out for "I dunno" and "my friends like them" answers.
A preponderance of wrestling and race car driving in the tv interest list would be suspect.
As would van damme and segal talked about as great actors.

I'm out of it and trying to get into my right frame of mind for this.
Which is that I'm a gaddamned intelligent person and I'm funny as hell and I'm nice and polite and well mannered and they're really really stupid if they decide not to hire me, even if I didn't have 2 years of quick acceleration through the ranks of retail under my belt.

But then I'm going to sit down there and just be a goober. Hehe.
I always am, but they hire the nice dumb girl anyway. ::smirk::


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Aug. 7th, 2002 09:32 am (UTC)
What if they spelled it "rasslin'?"
Aug. 7th, 2002 09:35 am (UTC)
Then they get hired for sheer entertainment value.
Aug. 7th, 2002 02:09 pm (UTC)
Sounds like I'm the man for the job! What was the job, again?
Aug. 7th, 2002 02:14 pm (UTC)
The imaginary place where I'm an HR manager.
You can be an imaginary salesperson.
You can work in the imaginary "comics 'n' thangs" department.

Aug. 7th, 2002 02:18 pm (UTC)
Already got that job. Thanks anyway.
Aug. 7th, 2002 09:49 am (UTC)
hey now, scott is a huge racing fan.

i've sat through many a race on tv, and it's actually pretty entertaining.

we both prefer motorcycle racing (nicky hayden is such a fucking hottie) to car racing, but i've sat through NASCAR, CART, Formula One, Grand Prix...a lot of races.

oh yeah, watching rally car racing is fun. that is some fucking up shit, espcially listening to the navigators. flinging little cars around off road...more fun than a barrell of monkeys.
Aug. 7th, 2002 10:14 am (UTC)
I knew there had to be *something* wrong with him.
hehe... my brother in law is a racing fan. He's a Dale Jarrett freak. Since the time that my sister hooked up with him she's gone from hairband listening city chick to living-in-a-place-with-no-stop-lights, country music fan.

I really really really hate nascar and nascar people in general.

And Jason was a motocross/motorcycle racing fan... only so many times I can watch that guy go around and *almost* scrape his knee and say "oooh" hehehe.

And Chad's brother Cody and his aunt are both into racing. That crazy ass firgure 8 stuff.

::shrug:: I just don't see the appeal.

Aug. 7th, 2002 10:25 am (UTC)
admittedly, we both REALLY like the crashes...

i mean, i don't like seeing people die or anything, and most of the time, they walk away for the most incredible shit.
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