Ok, that sucked.

I found myself at 11:40, driving around the streets of south Denver (or Englewood, south of denver), wondering where the hell this place was. Though I thought I had a good idea of the geography thanks to my mapquest search, figuring out exactly how to navigate there on unfamiliar streets proved more difficult than I had hoped, especially when the expected exit didn't appear.

I had no number, nor a name at which to call this business, either to ask for directions or to tell them I would be late. I realized that unless they really wanted to pay me a lot of money, I really didn't want to commute down this far every day anyway, especially if it's a menial transitory office job which will barely pay me enough to make rent at all.

So... wandered around with no clue for a while, and at 12 noon, decided to head back home. Suck. I felt terribly guilty for making whoever was going to be on the other end wait, but without any contact info, what else could I really do? In my being caught off guard, I hadn't bothered to ask on the phone, and they hadn't bothered to tell me.

So... I wasted a morning, and a bunch of gas. Can't have too many more of those.

At least 102.1X was playing cool music. [sigh]

Need a job. NEED a job. What hasn't the place I interviewed called me back yet? I thought I made a good impression. Maybe I'm just being impatient. Still, they said they usually notify people in 24 hours. It's been longer than that, so I'm start to worry, and wondering what I might have done wrong. It doesn't help that I'm utterly broke at this point.

Oh well. Stop worrying. Be at peace. Beans on the stove.

I'll eat, and work on buildmeasite this afternoon. As for tomorrow? Who's to say?