It is not so fun, to get a letter in the mail that tells you that you need to be available for a phone interview on a specific day in a two hour time frame, or else.

Which is why I am sitting here at 1:00 pm on a Friday. Not that there is much else I could be doing now. It is actually a fairly convenient time to be waiting for a call that could occur anytime in the next two hours. I’m in between massage appointments. Still, though. The letter carries the hint of a threat.  Also, it is not written very well; there is a sentence fragment on the back side that I find a little annoying.

So that is right now.

I am writing. I am waiting.

I keep checking my phone to make sure that I didn’t somehow miss it ringing. Even though it is sitting right here next to me. No, it is not on silent. Yes, the ringer is turned up high. I went to the bathroom a few minutes ago, but my bladder is a little anxious, maybe because it realizes that I might be stuck sitting here for the next few hours and can’t leave to go to the bathroom again (because if the phone rang while I was in there? Awkward!). Continue Reading…