I’ve got an interview in Minneapolis next week. I’ve only talked to the woman from the staffing agency. She sounds highly enthusiastic. But I’m trying not to be overly optimistic. I suppose if I were more optimistic that would increase my chances of getting it. But I’m all about avoiding discomfort, so I’m already managing my expectations for the possibility I won’t get it. But her enthusiasm is a bit infectious, so I can’t help being excited myself.
The job sounds decent, the little I know about it. I have technical aptitude, I’m just not creative at all. So this should be a lot less mentally taxing. Which may prove to be less than fulfilling down the line, but at the moment it’s just what I’m looking for. Pay is better than some similar positions I’ve seen, but not great. The company is great, though. They’ve had some interesting things happening for them lately. And it sounds like the benefits and such should be pretty good.
The first thing my mom did was give me shit about how it’s not enough money. “You’re never gonna buy a house making [that amount of money].” I don’t think she understands that I don’t care as long as I get out of her house. I told her I was less concerned about making big bucks than enjoying life and not hating my job.
I was on my way to just moving anyway. And I couldn’t decide between Minneapolis and Madison. So I think this is a sign. If I don’t get this job, I’m gonna make Minneapolis my destination anyway (this is subject to change).
So I’m taking off this weekend and will be there half of next week. I’m already excited.





