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YOU KNOW WHAT REALLY SUCKS? WHEN YOU WORK ON AN ESSAY TIL THE VERY WEE HOURS OF THE MORNING AND YOU THOUGHT WAS DUE TODAY BUT ISN’T.

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I was going to write a huge tirade about how crappy my whole week was, how I’m failing all the goals I’ve set for myself, how I’m letting down the expectations others have set for me, how I feel so disconnected from everyone and everything I hold dear… but you know what? I just called my dad to wish him a happy birthday, and just a mere light-hearted conversation made up for all the crap this week. CFC’s current slogan “Better Together”, indeed.

I’ve had two interviews this week, and both of them coincided with a midterm on the same day. In other words, guess who walked into his co-op opportunities groggy and dead? (Rhetorical, don’t answer that) One of the interviews also involved 2 of the most bitter and jaded souls I’ve ever met. But then again, they were in IT so that’s somewhat understandable. Towards the end of the interview, I remember them asking “What’s one achievement you’ve accomplished that you felt was particularly brilliant?” Now excuse me, but A) this is a co-op position B) As a help desk worker C) For one of the smallest faculties of UW and therefore fewest potential ‘clients’ D) and you’ve publicly admitted that this job is extremely laidback with previous students even taking distance ed courses WHILE WORKING. Explain to me exactly WHAT part of this job requires “brilliance and creativity”?  I was pretty sure at that point they were just messing around. Regardless to say, even if I got offered for that job, I wouldn’t have taken it. Those guys were probably the first interviewers that ever gave me a horrible impression of their company. As for the other job I interviewed for… I’ve learned that keeping my mouth shut is a good thing at times. We’ll see how things turn out first, shall we?

Random philosophical insights have been coming to me through out this week. I hate how everything can be boiled back to lessons you learned back in kindergarden. Shouldn’t there be… something more? Aren’t we all supposed to be adults now, dealing with mature concepts and principles that kids can’t understand?

More on everything… later.