Anyway, the guy called about 5 minutes ago, said he was getting ready to close the position because he couldn't find anyone qualified to do it... and then my resume showed up in his inbox.
I have an interview Thursday afternoon and I am half hyperventilating.
So, cheer for me, chant for me, pray for me, do a rain dance for me... whatever kind of psuedo-religious luck rituals you use... use them for me. At the very least, cross your fingers!
[happy dance] I might get a real job! I might get a real job! [/ happy dance]
Edit: The excitement has just been sullied by the realization that in order to go to the interview, I will have to miss my 4-year-old's preschool Mother's Day program. Dammit!
This post has been edited by BenignDesign: 05 May 2008 - 11:57 AM