The Wait

I'm going to be honest with you, America. I have the patience of DC cabbie. And it's because of this that I am getting no sleep and that my stomach is in a perpetual state of nervousness. It's awful.

And why am I like this? Because I had a job interview a few weeks ago. And during that job interview I was told by Mr. HR that I would quickly hear whether they wanted to move forward or not. Quickly, according to Mr. HR, was a week. Do you think I may have heard? Heck no. Not one word. Nothing. No email, no phone call, no telegraph....NOTHING!

So, once again, an HR person has lied to me. I am Jack's complete lack of surprise. After all, it has been my experience that HR people have an inflated sense of self, as if they actually have a say in the hiring decision and timeline. Guess what...in the end, you don't. You just don't. The manager who (whom? I never know what to use here) I would be working for has that choice. His schedule dictates when I hear if I got the job or not, not yours. I know this. I always know this, but once again I was blinded by optimism and believed you, Mr. HR, when you told me you'd get back to me so quick. And once again, you lied to me. Should I be mad at you? Of course not. I should be mad at myself...my stupid, sucky self.

I want to email or call you, Mr. HR, but it's still too early to do that. I have to wait until 2 weeks have passed for it to be acceptable. Ugh. Instead, I'll continue to live on 3 hours of sleep and continue to have a nervous stomach until I hear something. DAMN YOU, IMPATIENCE!!!!!!!