Puppets

That was great everybody! I asked you all to wish me luck and you did. Thanks for the well wishes. Today I'm going to ask you all to tell me how gorgeous, intelligent, talented and fun I am. Go ahead. Comment now.
Just kidding

I spent hours getting ready for this interview. I tried on everything in my closet, straightened my hair, took time on my makeup, brushed my teeth several times, moisturized my hands (you know, for that all important handshake), mapped out a route to get there, reviewed the job posting and the company website, brought extra copies of my resume and references and got there early.

How'd it go? I don't know. I can't tell. I thought the interview part went pretty well. She did most of the talking and I pretty much said things like, "Yes, I agree with that" and "I like that idea". Then, she wanted to see how I handled the computer. She asked me to copy and paste a few simple things and enter some dates. The problem was that I've never worked on a Mac before and didn't know the shortcuts for such things. Also, she had a funky looking round mouse. I'd never seen one like it and being round, I didn't know which way was up. Something as simple as highlighting a text took me two trys. She also didn't like how I used my ring finger to hold down the apple key. She wanted me to use my thumb. I don't know why it was a big deal, but apparently it was. So, I aced the interview part but failed on the practical part. She said she'd call me and set something up for next week, but I'm a bit discouraged that I wasn't hired on the spot. Who knows. We'll see.

I was joking with my son this morning about the job interview. I said that maybe I should ask them how much office time they allowed their employees for blogging. Randy added, "Don't forget to ask them which games they have installed and if you can download online poker".

On to a different topic: My nephew is due to enter the world on this day, so instead of filling my comment box with well deserved compliments, please send out labour vibes to Ashleigh. It's no fun being overdue - Even when you are at the best Tupperware party of the year.