A public relations woman from the university I graduated from called to ask if I wanted a part-time job that sounded amazing. I was too excited about it to sleep and kept thinking about all the classes I would take and the profs I would discuss political and social ideologies with. I also thought about how nice it would be to get back into my favorite yoga class.
Then in between going to court — which was depressing — and discovering that the woman who wanted to hire me thought I was a student and probably can't hire a graduate, I had a long, sad tired day.
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Aw. I hope it can still work out for you.
Thanks, Jen. I doubt anything will happen with this, but I should be able to come up with another plan.
As it turns out, the university is able to hire alumni, I should be getting a raise soon at my current job, and the only thing that makes me feel bad now is being called "lady." (But thanks for your concern, sir.)
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