Looking Glass

 Why on earth is it a Saturday morning and I am up at 5:45? I am not on call, so I don't know why.  But, here I am with my new laptop sitting on my covered patio, listening to the rain and watching the gray give way to my view. I sit with my hot coffee just contemplating...oh oh...contemplating...we know what that means. Here comes a post about who knows what. (Smile here, or leave the page quickly...your choice.)  My day yesterday was out of whack, since my lie of oversleeping and placing a call to my boss at 8:10 reporting this. I called my co worker as well, per his request, as he was at a doctor appointment. (Salt to the wound/lie.) She laughed and said, "No worries. Take your time." Of course I did, I had an interview! Guilt added to my guilty conscience.  The interview went well but I have no inclination how far into the running for the position of Front Office Supervisor I am. I am not a good judge of these circumstances and I wouldn't be surprised...

 I have not heard a word or seen an email since my application packet was forwarded to the hiring manager at Work Source. That's OK. I am sure they have tons of applicants and I am not holding my breath anyway. No stress or worries about it...que sera, sera. (yes that is how you spell it...I asked Wikipedia...smile here.)  Out of left field a few nights ago, I received a message from a good friend and she said another friend of mine was working at a clinic that was looking for a Front Office Supervisor. I contacted the friend and she told me about the position and forwarded my resume onto the clinic director. She suggested I fill out the on line application as well.  Before I had that process completed, the director had left me a message and we played phone tag for a day. I called him this morning and he did get my completed application and set up an interview for tomorrow morning! What the hell? I can't believe that two friends told me of jobs a...