I have wonderful news! After almost
three whole months of searching,
I FOUND A JOB!!!!! Its true. Though nearly impossible to believe, its true. I have one. Unfortunately... the
mandatory training starts the Monday after we get married but that's okay... I guess in the long run having a job is much more important.
Anyway, so I was at the job testing for qwest today and I couldn't help but think how terrible it would be to have the job of telling people that they didn't pass the test. I couldn't help but over hear mr. examiner man guy tell people they failed. He told them all his computer showed him was if we passed or failed. But he did mention to one of the poor suckers who didn't get the position someting about the possibility that he didn't pass the test because he could have failed the personality part of the test.REALLY?!!? He failed the personality test? What does that even mean?
Examiner:
I'm sorry, but you have failed the personality portion of the exam.Testee:
But...but...but... what does that mean?Examiner:
It means that you have no personality.Testee:
...oh... (tear)Yeah... that's a little awkward. But the good news is that apparently my personality passed the test... good news mostly because I don't think I could take the kind of blow that comes when you find out that you are completely lacking a personality along with the oh so terrible news that I didn't get the job. So happy times all around. I have a job
and a personality.
On a completely different note...
Last week, July 16th to be exact, my very best friend Pyper got married to one of my other best friends Kyle! They got married in the Draper Temple and I am
so excited for them! And
excessively jealous of them. I take comfort in the fact that in only 23 days I too will join the ranks of the married and will no longer have to be envious of them. How splendid. But I digress... Pyper looked absolutely beautiful and was so happy! I couldn't help but be happy for her. The other exciting news is that my other besty from high school, Mark, is getting married this week. Tomorrow in fact, to none other than Kyle's cute cousin Andrea. I know, small world. Once again, I'm
so excited for them but soooooo jealous.
At Pyper's wedding, Mark mentioned how funny it is that all of us are jumping on the married train this summer and I don't think that I would have it any other way.
If they were to be getting married and I wasn't... I would, well I don't know what I would do but it wouldn't be good. I would probably cry lots and lots and my face would get all puffy and swollen and I would probably eat my weight in slightly melty chocolate ice cream which Mark said he would have brought me... and slowly I would grow to look like a giant ball of fat and some how my voice would begin to get lower and lower until I sounded like a man. With something stuck in my throat. And people would come to visit me and it would go something like this:
Visitor
: How are you feeling today Emily?
Me:
I'm feeling okay, I guess... did you bring me ice cream?
Visitor:
I'm sorry, I forgot...
Me:
(crying) YOU SHOULD LEAVE... GET OUT!!! GET OUT!!! GET OUT!!!
So basically, it just wouldn't be good.
