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May 28, 2003
This episode directed by Clint Eastwood
THE GOOD:
Faced with a crappy job market back home upon her return in July, Girl-E has resigned her anal self to the fact that any serious Boston job searching from Turkey is pointless, as few hiring managers will be likely to run around the office halls with her resume flying through the air, proclaiming "I know we want to fill this position ASAP, and we have over a hundred applicants, but this girl who lives 10,000 miles away and who we can't interview until July looks really good, I think we should wait for her. In fact, let's start decorating her office." However, she has made a few select contacts to whom she has been referred by friends and colleagues, and after a phone interview two weeks ago, the organization that she is most monumentally psyched about seems, curiously, to be at least nearly as psyched about her. She got an incredibly positive email from the CEO yesterday, which had a definite recruitment versus polite tone about about it, as if he is afraid of her slipping through the cracks before the summer. So naturally, she is feeling pretty fly.
THE BAD:
Much to her dismay, the fact of living abroad this year is making it impossible for Girl-E to return next weekend for her fifth college reunion, at a school where Reunions are feverishly anticipated and are Budweiser's single largest annual order. She had long ago come to terms with this disappointment, until yesterday, when the music director of the single coolest soul band (well, only soul band, but they were cool) of her college days emailed her to say they were down a back up singer for their Reunion show and would she by chance be around to fill in. While this may sound like an event that could be filed under The Good, Girl-E has never really been down with it being an honor just to be nominated. In most situations she wants the goods themselves, and this would have been a serious highlight in the little corner of her life she humorously calls her singing career. It doesn't matter if she was the twelfth person they asked, the unexpectedness of being someone deemed cool enough for this particular assignment and the absolute inability to fulfill it is a recipe for grief.
THE UGLY:
The key players in Girl-E's day today were a sociopathic child, three bottles of liquid glue stolen from another teacher, and a sharpener full of pencil shavings. It is this sort of thing that gives The Good, above, its extra special sparkle.
Posted by The Twins at May 28, 2003 12:26 PM
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