Well, OK, not just yet. But I’m hoping to.
Yesterday evening was kinda crappy. I hadda go pick up the Tzeroling from school, the buses were running late, and it was raining. So we get home tired and wet and sweaty, and I notice there’s a voice-mail message. “Probably a bill collector,” I think. “What the hell, get it overwith.”
It’s not. It’s a permanent, full-time job opening with a translation house in Rockville.
ZINNNNNGG!! Booyah, baby!
So this morning I call back, talk with the VP in charge of this deal, get the job description via e-mail, send back my salary requirements (upped to what I think is a reasonable level above what I make now)… and get an interview scheduled for the 10th.
I’m PSYCHED!! A real job opportunity in the field I want to work in, learnin’ the business side of affairs. Y’all knock wood or cross yer fingers or something. I really want this job. 