Brand New Day
Sep. 24th, 2003 12:07 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
morrigirlI think this is the first job interview I've returned from feeling genuinely happy. Today I interviewed at New York Institute of Technology. The position I'm being considered for is basically the equivilent of the PSA at Knox, ya know, Jason Connell's job. I'd be running the circulation desk, inputting reserves, taking care of inter library loans, and supervising the student workers. The hours are sweet, 2PM - 10 PM Monday through Thursday, and 9:30- to 4:30 on Saturday. I would get to sleep late and miss rush hour. Plus the school is only a mile from my house so I wouldn't have to waste 4 bucks a day on transportation.
I think the interview went really well. They had me there for an hour, gave me a full tour of the library, showed me how to work the computer, and introduced me to everyone who works there. Right before I left one of the women who interviewed me even told me straight up, "I like you." The workers are really diverse. One woman is Russian, another is Asian, one guy is from Canada, and another is from Indiana (which is like a foreign country when compared to New York.)
The place is just like the Knox library. They have reserves, and a similar operating system. I think it would be really cool to work there because I feel like I already have an idea of what I'm in for.I already know how to maneuver around this kind of place, ya know? The school has an ethnically diverse student body which is always cool in my book, but since it's a technological school most of the students are boys. Although I did see A LOT more girls than I was expecting to.
Anyway, they've just started interviewing potential employees, so they said I'd hear from them in a couple weeks. So I have a little more time to stew. Fortunately when I got home Tina told me I'd gotten a call from ANOTHER company wanting to inteview me. So I have to call them back. But honestly, I REALLY want this library position. I would be SOOOOOOOOOOOOOO good at it. It would be perfect for me.
Tina has gone out to the Guggenheim. I'm sitting out today because I'm just pooped out. That girl has been running me ragged, draggin me to every friggin art gallery on the island. We've been to the MET, to the east side galleries, to the chelsea galleries, and through Central Park. Tomorrow we're prolly gonna hook up with Meghan and go to MOMA.
I'm glad to have a day to myself. I feel like I haven't been a very good host. Truth is, I'm not all jazzed about art the way T is, so most of the time I feel kinda bored. Nor am I used to doing as much walking as we've been doing, so that's making me grumpy. I just feel like I'm weighing her down. She deserves to go to all these places with someone who can be as enthusiastic about them as she is. I just wanna hurry up and get home so i can go to bed. Not very good of me is it? I've been so tired I've been going to bed at 8 PM the past couple of nights, leaving T to fend for herself all night long. I feel bad that I can't ake her out at night, that I'm too tired, and not well enough connected. Cause, you know T, she never quits, she's a ball of never ending energy, she wants to do EVERYTHING and she has the drive to do it. But I don't. And that makes me feel guilty.
I'm sorta jealous that she has this thing, art, that she cares so much about. I don't have that. I don't have anything I'm passionate about anymore. I hate writing now. It has become a chore rather than a pleasure. There's nothing I want to pursue with the same ferver. All that excites me is the next Matrix movie (which I saw a commercial for the other night!)
I like my books and my TV shows, and thats it. I'm afraid T thinks I'm a loser. I sure do feel like one.
I think the interview went really well. They had me there for an hour, gave me a full tour of the library, showed me how to work the computer, and introduced me to everyone who works there. Right before I left one of the women who interviewed me even told me straight up, "I like you." The workers are really diverse. One woman is Russian, another is Asian, one guy is from Canada, and another is from Indiana (which is like a foreign country when compared to New York.)
The place is just like the Knox library. They have reserves, and a similar operating system. I think it would be really cool to work there because I feel like I already have an idea of what I'm in for.I already know how to maneuver around this kind of place, ya know? The school has an ethnically diverse student body which is always cool in my book, but since it's a technological school most of the students are boys. Although I did see A LOT more girls than I was expecting to.
Anyway, they've just started interviewing potential employees, so they said I'd hear from them in a couple weeks. So I have a little more time to stew. Fortunately when I got home Tina told me I'd gotten a call from ANOTHER company wanting to inteview me. So I have to call them back. But honestly, I REALLY want this library position. I would be SOOOOOOOOOOOOOO good at it. It would be perfect for me.
Tina has gone out to the Guggenheim. I'm sitting out today because I'm just pooped out. That girl has been running me ragged, draggin me to every friggin art gallery on the island. We've been to the MET, to the east side galleries, to the chelsea galleries, and through Central Park. Tomorrow we're prolly gonna hook up with Meghan and go to MOMA.
I'm glad to have a day to myself. I feel like I haven't been a very good host. Truth is, I'm not all jazzed about art the way T is, so most of the time I feel kinda bored. Nor am I used to doing as much walking as we've been doing, so that's making me grumpy. I just feel like I'm weighing her down. She deserves to go to all these places with someone who can be as enthusiastic about them as she is. I just wanna hurry up and get home so i can go to bed. Not very good of me is it? I've been so tired I've been going to bed at 8 PM the past couple of nights, leaving T to fend for herself all night long. I feel bad that I can't ake her out at night, that I'm too tired, and not well enough connected. Cause, you know T, she never quits, she's a ball of never ending energy, she wants to do EVERYTHING and she has the drive to do it. But I don't. And that makes me feel guilty.
I'm sorta jealous that she has this thing, art, that she cares so much about. I don't have that. I don't have anything I'm passionate about anymore. I hate writing now. It has become a chore rather than a pleasure. There's nothing I want to pursue with the same ferver. All that excites me is the next Matrix movie (which I saw a commercial for the other night!)
I like my books and my TV shows, and thats it. I'm afraid T thinks I'm a loser. I sure do feel like one.
