Something Special

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“To me, there are three things we all should do every day. We should do this every day of our lives. Number one is laugh. You should laugh every day. Number two is think. You should spend some time in thought. And number three is, you should have your emotions moved to tears, could be happiness or joy. But think about it. If you laugh, you think, and you cry, that's a full day. That's a heck of a day. You do that seven days a week, you're going to have something special.”

~Jim Valvano

It’s been quite a week given Rover, Nantucket, and tomorrow’s job interview; I will be glad when it’s 5pm tomorrow night! (Time for some champagne for surviving the week, eh, Suzebabe?!) And in context of the week being something special, it was; it was definitely a cry, think, laugh, cry, laugh, think week.

I am trying to think right now about what the company I’m interviewing with does. But it’s very complex and I am tired, so I want to cry; however, I had to laugh when I realized how much I like to say “femtocell” in addition to saying “stiletto,” “apropos,” and “kiosk!” Imagine how much I could potentially amuse myself by saying, “It was apropos that I tripped in my stilettos and banged into the kiosk when giggling about the word, femtocell!

Meanwhile, I have another lead on a job in aerospace, which is quite a good fit, because I’m not only "good with people," I’m "good with space." I can loiter in even the smallest space. I don’t mind if people invade my personal space. I am on MySpace. And, finally, space has always been a prerequisite in my life…for shoe storage!

I was keen on the job until I saw this, “SECURITY REQUIREMENTS: Applicant selected will be subject to a government security investigation and must meet eligibility requirements for access to classified information.” I will probably be the first person to fail on the basis of her blog. “Look, she tells everyone everything on her blog! She wears her underwear inside out sometimes. We can't have this!”

I can imagine them interviewing my neighbors.

Has she been to any foreign countries?
“No. But, she does spend way too much time on that rail trail.

Has she ever broken the law?
“Didn’t you see her on hanging out on that park bench next to the No Loitering sign when you drove up the street?

What are her political beliefs?
“Muppetcrat. She writes in Fozzy every Presidential election!”

When I went to see my Uncle Bill, my cousin told me that her daughter, a criminal justice major, interviewed for a job with the F.B.I. When she walked into the interview room, she glanced at the table and saw all her MySpace pages printed out. She was asked, “Is this you?” I had better ponder this more, because just think how my MySpace alter egos will fare under this government scrutiny. “Is Frank your seagull?!” "Is this your talking cat, Stanley?!" "Is this you masquerading as a 28-year-old flea market entrepeneur?!" Eeek!

When I went to pick up Iz tonight at the after school program, she asked me if we were going to get pedicures. I told her we couldn't, because I needed to go to the mall; I realized that I had no nylons to wear. I figured what I had (bare legs or black fishnets) wouldn’t be too professional. Um, well, if I were in another profession either might be fine but not for my profession!

Iz whimpered.
I said, “I have a job interview tomorrow, so I need to get something.”
She then asked, "At Bath and Body Works?!?!?”
I laughed out loud and said, “No. Somewhere else. Bath and Body Works never called me!”
She said, “Mommy, Santa’s going to get you a job!”
Hope springs eternal, especially when you are 6 years old!

Anyway, I’m off to learn stuff or to practice pretending to know stuff, whichever gets me into bed early, for my interview tomorrow!

Looking at the calendar today, I realized that tomorrow is the 17th anniversary of my Mom’s death; hey, who gets to interview with the support of all her wonderful friends and an angel, too? That truly is something special. ♥

P.S.F(eline): And in case you still need to fill your laugh, think, or cry quota today, here’s a laugh, courtesy of Liam.