August 14th, 2003

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tick. tock.

it's 4:45 a.m. i haven't been to bed. i've tried to sleep off an on for the last however many hours (methinks it was right after midnight i made my first attempt. or was it 1? no, i think it was closer to midnight....)

my heart is pounding in my chest, knocking desperately like it wants to get out. i don't know what's causing it, but i've been getting it a lot lately whenever i've been unable to sleep. (which is pretty much nightly) well, maybe not EVERY night that i can't fall asleep, but a good number of them. my heartbeat feels like i had just run a marathon, although i haven't moved a muscle, other than to toss and turn.

i've spent the last two hours especially, lying on the loveseat (yes, it's cramped, but i slept there last night just fine..) and staring through the blinds at the full moon. it was so bright, that at first i thought it was a street lamp. but no, only God's creation. i'm not even tired enough to close my eyes. any attempt gets them to flipping back open.

andrea's alarm goes off at 7 a.m. to get me up for my job interview.

at 8 a.m., when my 2nd interview with Office Max begins, i will have been up for 24 hours straight, with only 3 hours sleep to break up the wakenness between this day and the day before. maybe 5 hours the night before that.

i wish this would stop, and NOW.

*sigh*

i hope that by the time that my interview at Michaels rolls around at 10 am, that i will still be coherent. i hate sleep dep when it comes to VERY important things like this. you go in like a newborn calf, all shaky and weak and.. well, dumb.

and i'll drink coffee, of course, to fight against the inevitable sleepiness that will want to kick in, right when i need it the least. and then to stay awake all tomorrow, because i know that if i fall asleep during the day, that it will cause my sleep cycle to become even worse.

so i'll be up until at least 10 pm tomor..no, tonight.

4:52 a.m. and my eyes hurt. and my head aches.

baby needs a nap. a very long nap.

Update: it's now 5:25 am. NOW i'm getting sleepy. hopefully, it will be like the other million times and be only until i lay down.

pfeh.

and side note, for those that are wondering why the hell faetal is waking me up for my interview, i've been staying here for the last couple of days to keep her company, get out of the house, and so that she can drive me to my interviews, the lovely being that she is. tomorrow night will most likely find me back at my house, tossing and turning on my own air mattress and getting eaten alive by fleas, per usual.
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laid down, still couldn't sleep.

it's now 6:41 a.m.

alarm goes off in 20 min.

i need coffee.

i'm posting replies in a ton of people's journals. if they don't make sense, it's okay. i've had 3 hours sleep in the last 48 hours or so. i dunno for sure, i've lost all capability of doing math. and none of that 3 hours in the last 24 hours.

hoo boy, these job interviews are going to be in.ter.est.ink.
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cuz i know you're all DYING to know...

i'm back from the 2nd interview which i think went EXTREMELY well. having an uncanny ability to store information that i think is useless at the time i'm storing it, i was able to pleasantly surprise them with all sorts of retail lingo like "stock" and "modules" and "stuff" and "the things"....

i was tag teamed by two of the managers at once, and they were both excited at the end of the interview, and seemed quite surprised that i not only knew about "add ons", but was a firm believer in them, and that i THRIVED on busy days and that i had made it through not one, not two, but THREE back to school seasons back when i worked at Wal*Mart in the stationery department, and that each time, i was the ONLY person working in that department, w/o help from any of the others as WELL as performed back up cashier/layaway/paint mixer/fabric cutter/key maker, etc.

there is only two reasons why i would think that they would NOT hire me:

1) they think i am overqualified.

2) they seriously think i was on crack.

what i had MEANT to sound like:

Assistant Manager Tony: so. try to sell me this desk. lessay i walk in here and want a desk, and i walk into this department, and it's your department. sell it to me."

Aubrey: "well, first i would ask some discovery questions. for example, what size unit are you looking for? do you need a lot of storage, or is that not really as important to you? are there particular colors that you need to stick to for your decorating motif? and then i would make sure that you had anything else you may need to go with it, i.e. paper holder thingies, a coordinating pen holder/garbage can/file holder?"

but to my ears, it sounded like:

Aubrey "yip yip yip! um.. uh.. *twitch* yip! yip! YIP! yip yip!!! um.. um... well, uh.. yip!"

i felt like i talked 5 times my normal speed, and that i couldn't form words into sentences. and i was dayum thirsty, so i felt like my colored chapstick was coagulating, which made me lick my lips continuously and try to casually wipe it off without making it into gooey chunks while two men were staring at me and engrossed in my every yip. er, word. i jokingly said "heh, i haven't had nearly enough coffee yet, so i haven't quite woken up, har har!" when they prolly were thinking "yeah, but that like of COKE you did before you walked in the door did you wonders there, lil darlin!"

anyhoo, they said that if for some reason that i don't hear from them by monday, that they will have chosen someone else for the position, but that most likely i will be hearing from them by the end of the week.

hopehopehope....

now we're back home for a couple few, then it's off to Michael's for yet more torture! oh, the humanity!
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second interview...

i think went remarkably well, too, which i'm hoping for. i was kinda tiffed, becauase when i got there, first i had to fill out another application because they had lost mine, then i had to wait 15 minutes for them to accommodate my interview, the interview itself took like a half hour at which point i was so tired, i felt like my voice was an octave lower than usual, and that it sounded like i've smoked 2 packs a day since i was 3. after that, she had me fill out a survey that "takes about 45 min. to an hour." (which i did in 20 min tops), all while poor andrea waited for me outside.

i'm back home now. mom is wanting me to get the mail and feed the cat, then i'm crashing face down on my air mattress for an hour or two, if mom allows me to sleep soundly.

i'm to the point that i feel nauseated and dizzy as all hell.

feh.
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I got the job at Michaels.

I start next week.

Interviewer Denise had told me that if i heard from her at all, that it wouldn't be until mid next week.

She said to call her tomorrow afternoon to get my schedule.

Huh.

when i had turned in my application there, the person taking it had said snippily "we're not hiring, but thanks." i wasn't even going to call them for a follow up. i was shocked that they invited me in for an interview.

oh, and for the crafters wondering *pssst* i get a 25% discount off of anything in the store.

boo ya.
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