HEY GANG. So remember that law firm gig I talked about? Yeah, that fell through after just barely two months. It was in Accounts Payable, which for an artsy-loving person, is Hell-With-a-Nice-View-of-the-Art Museum. Like I said, the only reason I wanted it was to use my language skills...which weren't put to use AT ALL. Apart from one of the older secretaries going "You know French? Can you tell what this is?" (hands me a form that should've gone to the Brussels office.) Regardless, EVERYONE IN THE FOREIGN OFFICES SPEAKS ENGLISH. Useless.
The boss was crazy, to the point of apologizing in advance if he's "ever in a pissy mood, it's not because of you guys" - no, it wasn't due to us; it was just because he thought he was fat and needed to go on a liquid diet*. Might as well have said he was PMSing and I wouldn't have blinked apart from his lack of a uterus. I was close to calling him "Naomi" [Campbell] behind his back since we know the reason supermodels are bitchy is because they don't eat. When I got the call from my rep that he determined "I wasn't a good fit", I had to hold back laughter since he'd had to call the Philly office while in the Bahamas. Look how special I am, I interrupted his vacation!
(*"Liquid diet" to him meant only drinking water. Not smoothies, not pudding, not anything...JUST WATER. But we think he was sneaking off and eating anyway, since if he was only drinking water all day he would've been going to the bathroom even more than 5 young women.)
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After a month of unemployment and constant interviews, I finally got a big-girl job (without the interference of a temp agency finally) at an engineering firm. Been here about 3/4 weeks...and have yet to really do anything of value. Ordered office supplies, so there's a first. Boss is constantly gone and I'm the only one here, thus I can update here for the first time in months.
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Now, for the REAL update: if you've been reading since my first post back last summer, you'll know that this started out as a dating-advice/dating-rant blog. And last I wrote, I said I *may* have found someone after all my "turmoil" (a.k.a. wasting time on idiots/douchebags/emo weirdos/wannabe-fratster boys, "fratster" = fratboy-hipster.) I am here to say that indeed I found a gem: Zack. Took him to a friend's wedding upstate last month where everyone loved him; and to a giant birthday party for another friend in Philly last weekend - while I met most of his close friends on our 2nd date, he's amazed that I keep in touch with so many people that I've either known growing up or who I met in college (or through really horrible dates, as the case may be for one group of my pals.) Very sane, very cute, very silly, and certainly the smartest guy I've ever dated. Though he's an engineer, he's the first who actually has a life outside of it - close family, great friends, interests beyond engineering...those are all giant pluses, considering every other engineer I've met either wasn't close to family, or had no friends, or were unbelieveably boring. Christ, I'd had more interesting lunch dates with sculptures on the Benjamin Franklin Parkway.
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By the way, the subject title comes from Regretsy, which I am totally obsessed with. One of my friends from college works at their headquarters, which makes me feel slightly guilty for shitting on Etsy...BUT honestly, while I love people who make wonderful handcrafted things, the culture of stores like Anthropologie, Urban Outfitters, etc stealing from at-home crafters is too unsettling. Not to mention Etsy itself not acting on resellers or people blatantly stealing others' ideas and saying it's homemade. (I could rant forever about people also trying to just sell total crap they found in their driveway, but that's what Regretsy is for.)
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