But Seriously folks....

OK, nothing like opening with a joke, eh?

and then they call...they always call...

Sorry, just love it when I get a call in the middle of writing, talk about losing your train of though. OY!....OK, Well a week has passed, I know, I didn't write much last week, very busy I was. Had to prepare for an inter-office interview for a possible promotion...YEAH, Wolfie might get a promotion to a higher position up the corporate ladder...Hot damn, and I'm afraid of heights!
Not really, just damn scared of falling. Actually its the hitting the ground part that has my goat...I mean the pain and all..don't like pain, it hurts. And knowing my luck, I'd survive the damn thing, and feel every last fucking broken bone!

OK, how did I get off that track?

Any who..This promo is really a step up for me, and if I get it, well, then it means I'd be in a position of somewhat importance...like up there with MANAGEMENT...I know, left a bad taste in my mouth, too...but what can ya do? Have to start moving up somewhere, can't be answering phones for the rest of my "career" here at ye olde cable company...

I had my interview..now that was funny, first of all, they had me scheduled for Monday...which I found out on Sunday that I was to do this on Monday..(Thanks for the heads up, guys...SHEESH!). So, I'm rushing to get my shit together...find a shirt, pants, tie...I mean, I wear jeans every damn day! All my dress stuff was in the back of my closet, and dusty!...Needless to say, I was up late, washing and ironing to get stuff ready.

MONDAY: 1:30 Wolfie goes into work....all decked out and ready to do this..I'm going for broke...gonna do this and kick ass..not even gonna think about it...go to my desk, check my emails..there's an email regarding my interview

"Your interview has been rescheduled"
No time, No date...just that.

WHAT THE FUCK?
So I send an email back, "Hello? Rescheduled for when???"

Reply: "Oh, rescheduled for Thursday".

Me (again..): "Thursday, when?"

Reply: "Oh, Thursday, from 2 to 3 pm..sorry..:) "

yeah..she's a nice lady, but yeah....

So, there I am...mentally prepared for Monday, and the rug pulled from under me...BASTARDS!
So, with tie tucked into my backpack, I trudged thru my day, and sallie-forthed to Thursday...

THURSDAY...Game Day....Came in, took the interview, made my concerns known, and Blanked out on the damn test...like I didn't see that coming. I suffer from extreme test anxiety. Have so ever since I was a kid. Did I let that stop me? Hell no, I forged on...even if the answers were wrong, I was always told, leave no question unanswered.
So then came the fun part of the Interview...compose a letter to the manager..and if you knew the offices we dealt with, its a mute point...but, what the hell.

So I did, and it was submitted..and so now we wait...

I do so hate waiting...but what can ya do?

any who..that's what I've been doing the past week...Oh, by the way, they have to cross train the new over-night guy, so guess who is filling in for him on the overnight shift for the next two weeks??????

And they asked me to describe myself in one word in my interview..

Dependable...


Pushover comes to mind, too...but I think that's two words..or a compound?

whatever..