Alright. Looks like it's going to be something along the lines of the not-so-well defined "Plan B." I just got a phone call. What looked like by far my most likely hope for employment around here has apparently fallen through.

I thought for sure I was good enough for it, if I could just get in the door. I interviewed well. I think made a good impression on the hiring manager. They called my references, which also checked out. But apparently, according to second hand information, the most likely reason for my disqualification was my overqualification.

They think anyone with my skillset is going to jump ship the instant something with higher pay appears next month. It has happened at their office in the past, so I guess I'm too high a risk. If only I weren't so skilled. Is there no winning in this world?

I could just go shoot someone right now. (Please don't take that statement literally.)

Excuse me for a few minutes while I go hold a little private pity party for myself.

Tomorrow, I'll be all better. I'll pay my final rent check, turn in notice to the apartment management that I'll be out in 30 days, and then.... brace for impact. Reality rushes in.

Life sucks. Deal with it.