In my quest for full-time employment, I've begun to truly feel like Goldilocks. For those of you who aren't familiar with her, she's a character out of a fairy tale who visits the home of a family of bears while they are away and samples their things. "This chair is too, big, this chair is too small, this one is just right! This porridge is too hot, this porridge is too cold, this porridge is just right!", and so on.
Today I had a phone interview with the next big company to come out of California, but it wasn't the right fit. They wanted to use my talents as an intern for 20 hours a week and then MAYBE hire me. I'm all for gaining experience, but I need to be able to have things like food and electricity while I'm doing it.
So, I Skyped my mom to whine a bit. She patiently assures me as only a mother can do that the right job is going to come along that will be the right fit.
I just hope by the time it does I'm not sitting in the dark, eating cold porridge.
At least it's porridge. :)
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