Interviews and stuff Did my second interview with a company (the stock trading one) yesterday. I think it went well, but now I just have to wait and see what happens.
In other interesting news, I have another interview for a different position today... at Baylor College of Medicine. Hopeful something will pan out :-)
Isn't it ironic? So I went shopping for a suit coat to wear to my next interview... And I had no idea it was going to be such an ordeal! apparently, I was not designed to wear suit coats. At all. After going to Ross's, Marshall's, Sears, JCPenny, Foley's, Mervyns, and Dillards, I decided to hit the little (more expensive) stores... (Well, less expensive than Dillards, but more expensive than everywhere else). So I went to all these stores I would normally never set foot in... Banana Republic, Bebe, Talbots, Express, Limited, on and on and on (every place in the Baybrook mall)... Nothing fit me. Except a really cute shirt at Ann Taylor, which I bought (I didn't even try on coats there, they were out of my budget).
I was frustrated, and tired, so I headed home. On the way home, I decided to stop at Target to look at cabinet shelf thingies to hold game controllers and stuff... and what should I find? The perfect charcoal blazer... one button, fits perfectly. And it was only $30. And it goes perfectly with the aforementioned cute shirt from Ann Taylor.
I can't wait until the career clothes shopping starts in earnest *rolls eyes*.
*Happy Dancing* For several reasons. One, I got a second onsite interview with the company I interviewed with on Monday. And completed a second phone interview with another company.
Two, we live in a house, not an apartment, so I can listen to angsty girl music much louder before the neighbors hear (I think all our neighbors work, too... since we don't own this house our names didn't get added to the "new faces in the neighborhood" section of the homeowners newsletter, I guess they don't have to talk to us or something).
Three, the moving company is paying for the stuff they broke (theoretically, anyway), and we should be able to like, set up the office, and wash clothes and stuff, in a couple of weeks.
But right now, I'm going to go pick up my dry cleaning, and maybe go look for a black blazer at the mall (Kohls didn't have any in my size).
Moving 5ux0r5 So we made it back from Reno... did a quick tour of 5 states in a little more than 24 hours (Nevada, Texas (DFW), Tennessee, Mississippi, Louisiana, Texas (Houston)). We made it here 30 minutes before the movers showed up.
All of our stuff was delivered... a great deal of it in much worse shape than it left our apartment. One bookcase was scratched, chipped, and had a screw thingy yanked out of it... the little bookcase arrived without any shelf bracket thingys, so we can't put the shelves in it and can't put the books away. The dryer is crushed in, the washing machine dented, the entertainment senter destroyed. Other random things are broken... And we have to file claims for all of this. Yay.
Other than that, things are good. We bought a really expensive bed, which is so awesome it's not even funny... this is the first morning in forever I haven't woke up with a sore back. And we bought some other stuff, for the new house, including a really big ass TV. But we're out of money, so no new buying things until I get a paycheck (which requires me getting a job). I also bought really expensive dress shoes for interviews and work... Rockports. I hope they are worth what I paid for them.
Speaking of shoes. I had the worst time trying to buy shoes today. Apparently, I don't look like the type of person who buys expensive shoes from like, department stores. I couldn't get anyone in the shoe department at Foleys or Sears to give me the time of day, and the perosn I did get to talk to me at Naturalizer informed me that they had nothing I wanted to buy, and nothing in my size (I'm an 8. Common size. Really.). Finally, I went to the Rockport store and got someone to help me. Why is it I have to fight for customer service? I htink when I go out to buy my work wardrobe, I will have to dress up first so I look the part.
Back to the moving thing. We're slowly unpacking and sorting stuff down. It's going to take a while. We have no cable (it comes on Wednesday), and no internet (I'm leeching off a neighbor's wireless network). Our washer and dryer aren't hooked up yet, and we don't even know if my car has made it to texas yet.
So besides tomorrow, when I'll be at an interview, I'll be home most of the rest of the week, unpacking and cleaning and waiting on htings to get here / get hooked up / etc. Feel free to call, if you have my new number. Or call my old number, and I'll call you back from the new one. or whatever.
Anyway, I'm going to bed. I have to get up ungodly early to drive through traffic.
So currently I am in Reno, NV. Paying $11 a day for internet, in a hotel that is more like a city unto itself (Reno Hilton). There is a shopping mall, a 50-lane bowling ally, a huge arcade, a casino, like, 10 resturants, and a bunch ofother stuff I can't think of at the moment. We were planning to leave on the 12th in the morning, but it turns out that Chad's actually supposed to present his paper after we would have left, so we had to move our plane tickets to the 13th, and since it takes all day to get back and we have to change two time zones... it will be like, 4pm on Friday before we get back. To memphis.
More crazyness... We have to go through Starkville on our way to Houston, as the movers left a bunch of crap that we need to transport. So... we're looking at 11 hours in the car, plus time to finish packing the car and stop and eat and stuff (Willer Lite: I'll call you and let you know when we will be in Starkville, and we can eat then so we'll have time to see you). And they are supposed to deliver our stuff in Houston on the 14th, Chad is on the phone right now for them to bargin for a deliver time of 10am instead of 8am (!), so we know we'll actually be in Houston by then. If the movers move the bed in first, I swear we'll both just go to sleep.
And I got a call from my mother early yesterday... at 6am, while opening the Governors drive McDonalds, my brother was robbed *at gunpoint*. Some guy in a mask came into the store with a gun, put it to my brothers head, and told him to open the safe. Robbie did what he was told, and the guy left. No one was hurt, but my bother was pretty shoken up. The police came, but they probably will never catch this guy. My bother is trying desparately to find a new job.
My car may still go to the wrong city... the car mover swear it's going to Friendswood, but hte tag they put on it says Markham, TX.
I have a job interview on the 16th, Chad's first day of work. Cross your fingers... I also still have to finish my app to Rice. Today, I guess, since we paid for internet today. (it's due the 15th).
Blah. If you don't hear from me in the next couple of days it becasue I stopped paying for internet.
This is my brain..... in part, at least.
