You know what I love? A roommate who offhandedly mentions “Oh, by the way. I have a few boxes of Girl Scout cookies that I’m not going to eat so you can have them.” I think I’ll keep her around. I also really love good days, of which I am having right now. I am also having a Thin Mint and getting sad that these cookies are only sold what feels like once every decade.
I just finished up an interview to be a student ambassador at my school, which means I would be a tour guide and an overnight host to high school students. This is a job I’ve wanted to have the moment my first tour started back in the day (like a year and a half ago). I literally applied the second I saw a flier for it on campus. I don’t know why this is my weird dream job, but it is. Also, they’re doing emergency hiring for the spring semester, and if I get the position, I’d get $50. Cha ching. That’s like half of a text book, but hey, that’s one less half I have to buy.
I’ve never been interviewed before because I’ve never had a “real” job. My main job in high school was babysitting for friends of the family, so that doesn’t really count. I walked into the interview and was introduced to the two interviewers (one was a student ambassador and I think one was the president of the ambassadors. I got to deal with the head honcho. I was a little freaked out). I had no idea what questions to expect, and the interview started off by the president saying “So, our first question isn’t really a question. It’s more of a command. Tell us a story.” It was at that very moment my life suddenly flashed before my eyes and I realized I didn’t even know who I was. But I wasn’t thinking that. My only thought was “…crap. Wait. Blog.” So I started talking somewhat coherently about my blog, and not only did they both know what Celiac disease was, but one of them had a friend who had it. The wave of relief I felt then was probably similar to jumping out of an airplane and realizing that your parachute does in fact open. That’s the only comparison I can think of. Sorry it doesn’t really make sense.
The rest of the interview went pretty well. They gave me the name of one of the buildings on campus and I had to tell them about it as if they were visitors. Luckily I got the science building, and I was in there for 10 hours a week last semester and 6 hours now. I owned that question. I don’t remember any of the other questions because I was focused on sounding intelligent, which is very hard when you just woke up from a nap like I did prior to the interview. Still not sure how good of an idea that was.
Oh and about the anatomy test and search engine thing. I got my second 100% on an anatomy quiz the other day and I’m really proud of myself. I just wanted to share that because that class is kicking my butt and it’s a big accomplishment for me. And as for search engines, someone found my blog today by googling “my boyfriend called me pudgy.” I’m concerned on many, many levels.