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I Can’t Stand It

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Right now, I’m home. Bill is driving to Atlantic City. The temperature has dropped considerably, it’s gotten chilly out. Today was a blustery day. Bill Maher is on TV, leaving trails of smarm wherever he goes.

Actually tonight he’s alright, Lawrence O’Donnell and 2 republicunts are on the panel, some blonde and some bald Asian Indian guy. The Asian Indian guy is quite obnoxious as is the blonde, who laughs incessantly when called out on the shit that republicunts get away with.

Just what I needed to come home to. I know I could always change the channel, but let’s face it, I’m hooked into the current political scene. Now Zach Galifanakis is on and he’s being somewhat funny.

It was a long day today. Slept later than usual which made the day a few steps behind everything else. I shuffled around getting my act together and was soon on the street heading for the bus stop. An overcast day mainly, made for a chilly wind.

Uneventful bus ride once again and uneventful subway ride. Actually as I was headed to the subway, 2 guys come up to me and ask where they could catch a bus. I simply pointed upwards and said, ‘On the street’. They then thanked me and headed up the stairs.

I listened to the B-52’s first album, still thrilled by Ricky Wilson’s guitar on Rock Lobster. Yes, I’ve heard Rock Lobster like a million times, but his guitar break still gets me every time. What a cool sound.

Work was with Calvin and Bradley, with Marcus making a late morning, early afternoon appearance. Yesterday Marcus and Calvin gave me a very nice lighter, by Lamborghini. Yes they make cars and lighters. Awfully nice of Marcus & Calvin.

It sort of reminded me of when I was living in Lodi and planning on moving out, when my parents bought me a new bed. ‘Thanks for the gift, but I do have my eye on the door which I hope to be walking through any day now.’ Calvin took me aside and told me I did not set the alarm when I left the shop last night. He didn’t tell Marcus, but if it happens again, he will have to write me up.

Terror Alert in NYC today. Heard about it a little, police presence in the mid afternoon near the cigar shop, flashing lights, heavy duty trucks. People went on with their business. It was too cold to go out and have a cigar on the bench by the park.

Perhaps yesterday was the last day, at least the last pleasant day, with the crazy guy with his bike screaming at the top of his lungs, how great Elton John was, specifically Captain Fantastic & the Brown Dirt Cowboy.

Then he would scream the names of names of his siblings and where they were when he last saw them. It went on for a while, alternating singing Someone Saved my Life Tonight and saying that he last saw his sister Crystal about 8 years ago, and that Crystal’s boy was trouble.

Oh, if only he took after his uncle.

I did play the Cramps tonight at the cigar shop after Calvin had left for the day. I trotted to the bus terminal from the cigar store in about 16 minutes, 25 seconds, listening to the first 5 songs from Staring at the Sea, the first greatest hits collection of the Cure.

Thought about Stan B and wondered how he was doing. Note to myself: I should call Kevin C. I owe him a phone call.



Hyman Gross & 2 other passengers

If You Gotta Go, Go Now (Or Else You Got To Stay All Night)

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Well a little after 8:00 last night I got a phone call. It was Jane. Who surprisingly sounded like my friend Jane. And that made me post on Facebook, wondering if all women named Jane sounded the same on the phone.

Are they the same Jane or am I insane? Anyway it was Jane the recruiter, reminding me to sell myself, and to ask questions. She mentioned that if you don’t ask questions during an interview you’re basically disqualified. Even ask questions that have already been answered.

I took down all her suggestions, including bringing a fresh resume and hung up the phone a few minutes later feeling incredibly anxious. Bill came home and alleviated my anxiety and it didn’t take long to realize that this job was nothing I hadn’t done before and also had done quite well.

Bill was soon off to bed and I stayed up watching Community, 30 Rock and The Office. Community was great, I had the heads up regarding Abed’s storyline which was like watching 2 shows in one. 30 Rock was OK, but the Office was great. It involved Andy Bernard acting in a local production of Sweeney Todd and it was hilarious overall.

I watched them on the free broadcast channel on cable. You miss your shows from NBC and ABC and you can watch them a day later for free. No need to DVR it. I was still a little bit anxious when I went to bed but slept really well.

Woke up before the alarm clock and was out waiting for the bus earlier than I usually do. I had an interview at 9:30 and of course, I did not want to be late. As I rod on the bus I went through my things and realized that I did not have the updated resume on me.

I texted and called Bill and arranged for him to print out some new copies. The resume had to have changes on it, from Office Manager to Office Services. I’m going after the office service position, not the office manager position. You have to tailor your resume to what they want, you see.

So I met up with Bill for a few minutes and then found myself on the N train. I got off at Fifth Avenue and still had 20 minutes to kill. I went up a few minutes after that and soon met with Mark. He seemed like a nice guy and I think we hit it off.

He thought I had another appointment and when I said that I didn’t he asked me to wait to meet with Margaret. So it turned into 2 interviews in which I think I did very well.

After that I was back on the street, talked with Bill who was quite happy with my report on the interview. I also called Greg Stevens, Vinnie and Brenda all from the Wanker Banker scene which is actually around the block from where the interview was.

Greg, Vinnie and Brenda gave me their consent to put them down as references. I had to explain that the position was for office services and not office manager so they could get their stories straight. I also called Babs Kaye and left a message. She called me back later on also giving me her consent.

Walked back to the bus terminal, stopping by Bill’s office so I could sign some paperwork with regards to being the beneficiary of his retirement funds should something awful happen. And I certainly hope that doesn’t happen.

Wrote some thank you emails which I had to run by the recruiters. I copied mine from suggestions online. They took that and reworded it somewhat and I sent them off to Mark and Margaret, on Mark’s were the references which weren’t asked for but decided to send anyhow.

I hope that wasn’t the wrong thing. Before I left the interview, Mark and Margaret said they had other people to see. I mentioned that to Bill and he said that was the standard line. Perhaps they do have other people to see, perhaps I was the only one they saw.

A decision will be made and I hope I get the job. It’s a temp to perm job which is fine by me. Close enough to my old stomping grounds. The hours are the crazy part. 7:00AM to 4:00PM or so. Maybe some extra time if needed. I explained that I had no problem with that and I really don’t.

It will take some adjusting should it come through, but it’s doable. And it’s Monday through Friday which is what I really want. And paying 12k more than what I’m making working retail, well that truly is the brass ring.

But I don’t want to count my chickens before they hatch and also sent the revised resume to my cousin Joe.

Anything could happen, and it probably will.

Guess who I saw today?


The Interviewed

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