So my suit is laid out. My boarding passes printed. My driver arranged at the airport. Phone is charging. I'm about to shave my legs and head to bed.
4:00 a.m. will come early, but that's the time I need to be up to catch my flight to San Fran for my interview. Interviewing to be, as my au pair puts it, "The Man". Or in this case, The Woman.
Reminds me of that phone commercial with the executive saying he's "sticking it to 'The Man'" and his lackey says "Uh, sir, you are The Man. So you're sticking it to yourself?"
It might be good to be "The Man". It will take a long time to find out, but this is step one.
Wish me luck. My husband wants a Ferrari. I want to retire early. Becoming "The Man" might make those two goals NOT mutually exclusive.
Respectfully submitted,
The Wife
5 comments:
I fixated on "Shaving my legs".. but good luck anyways..
I sooooooo hope it all goes as you wish it !!!
Best of luck.
I've said a prayer and had a friend light a candle.
When will you know?
sd/it
Interviewing in SF proper or did you head south from airport?
Hope it went well
Haven't stopped by your blog in a little while, good luck with the job interview!!!!! But, I think we need to talk about your previous post...
Methinks your au pair needs a date! Likely with a 20-something single, respectful, Federal Way poker blogger that's charming, witty, smart, handsome, funny, and of course VERY humble ;-)... hmmm, who could that be... hmmm...
Seriously... a 22-year-old Brazilian, whose friends get jealous of her even being around their men?! I'd trade a few buyins at the local $4-$8 tables just for an introduction!
Kidding of course... (unless you're gonna do it)... I'm not as desperate as I may appear, I swear.
I'll look forward to hearing about the results of the interview! And have a great time in Vegas, glad you're able to attend! I'm green with envy.
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