My parents used to have a plaque with a cartoon drawing of an Irish monk on it. It was about 4x4 in size, sitting next to the record player. The monk is sitting on a hill of clovers and speaking to God. He's asking "Please give me patience. And I want it RIGHT NOW!" It might as well have been a picture of me. I couldn't stand that plaque.
The last 10 months have been a roller coaster of emotions and learning! Sadly (Greatly) the lessons continue. I have not been offered or denyed the position and it's been a business week since my follow-up interview. I was told that I would know in a week if I had the job or not. I heard my phone ring at work and I ran across the studio to see Shel's name on the caller ID. Aaagg! God has a wicked sense of humor! I'm checking email every 10 minutes. There is a pile of mail sitting on the table and I don't want to look through it yet for that letter. I'm sort of enjoying this place. The chance, the hope, the possibility!
Either way...
2 comments:
Have you considered a career as an Irish monk?
jk
hey. I want to email you but I don't know your address...
hmmm...how to remedy this situation?
my email is gutzmankaren at hotmail
email me, please:) I'm apply for jobs and would like to ask you a few questions about lab work.
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