And I was gonna hand deliver my resume and tell them that I am WAY better than I look on paper..and WAY better than I look in person too...WAY better. And all this was before 8:30 am. And I really hated the idea of it all, but what did I have to lose?
But I called first. Cause I wanted to make sure they were there. And cause you all told me to. And I always do what you all say. Cause you are the smartest people in the world. And through a series of phone transfers and elevator music holds, I was connected to the lady -- Gayle. And once I chatted with Gayle for awhile I found out several things about the TWO jobs I applied for: 1) One of the jobs they are holding off on hiring for a little while cause it is a new positions and blah blah blah and 2) They have started the process for the other one and 3) They had not pulled my resume to show the peeps that make the decision on who to hire and 4) She would pull it for me and give it to the peeps and 5) She likes the NMSI grant just as much as I do and 6) She loves herself some Diet Coke. That was all in a four minute conversation. I do love me some four minute conversations.
Anyhoo, I did NOT go up there then...obviously...and I came to my computer desk to blog to y'all cause you care..right? Hello? Anyone still there?And Satan himself came barrelling into my kitchen. I am straight up tellin you the flames of Hell were lapping at my feet.
Let me say first of all that my laptop died in June. DIED. Like just straight up said, "I quit." And although I promised her anything she wanted and I winked at her and rubbed her back...she still would not warm up to me. So I did what any sane woman would do. I cried.
And Indiana Jones felt sorry for me and gave me his laptop. And I sang his praises and made him Queso and Hot Wings.
And then, this morning, IJ's laptop died. And I cried. And I took both of them to the Geek Squad. And they told me it would be $350-$450 EACH. And there were not guarantees. And I wept. And went home. And changed my clothes into jeans and a tee...and crawled under the covers and slept for 2 hours. I kid you not. I feel into a deep, deep, dark depression.
And then IJ called me back and said, "Go buy what you need, just make it as cheap as possible."
It was about 8.421 seconds later that I was home with this... And I installed a wicked firewall and antivirus and I just dare someone to try to crash this hard drive. Cause Momma will knock you out!
And now, although I still have puffy eyes from all the crying, I am back with you....where I belong. And I promise I will never leave you again.
Sometimes it takes a tragedy for one to realize how important people are. And I will never take you for granted never, ev-er, no siree bob, never again.
If I knew your address I would send you a bouquet of freshly sharpened pencils. Cause I love you that much. Amen.