Well, after a humiliating show of drunkenness last night, I pay for it dearly today. I can barely type this I'm in so much pain. The worst part is that I'm pretty sure I did some drunkdialing last night. And I know I snotted all over Phillips shoulder about my dad. I feel like the world's biggest TOOL today.
BUT.
I was woken up twice this morning from my drunken slumber, and granted two interviews for tomorrow. The first one, at 8am in O'Hare, doing sales with Career Builder, and the second one at 7pm in Oakbrook with Primerica Financial doing investment consulting. I'm pretty confidant I'll get one or both, and obviously pick the higher paying one.
See. I can land on my feet.
Now please let me go back to sleep until the elephants stop running through my brain. Because when I wake up, I have to start acting like a grown up.
BUT.
I was woken up twice this morning from my drunken slumber, and granted two interviews for tomorrow. The first one, at 8am in O'Hare, doing sales with Career Builder, and the second one at 7pm in Oakbrook with Primerica Financial doing investment consulting. I'm pretty confidant I'll get one or both, and obviously pick the higher paying one.
See. I can land on my feet.
Now please let me go back to sleep until the elephants stop running through my brain. Because when I wake up, I have to start acting like a grown up.