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gabriel Love and ferrets and pretending to be a writer. 2003-11-26 7:51 PM possibilities like sugarplums OR dreams with feet Previous Entry :: Next Entry Mood: wistful Read/Post Comments (1) |
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Reading: Power Sleep, by James Maas Weather: semi-soggy The ferrets are: napping I dream, in odd moments, about finding a job closer to home. Tonight, for some inexplicable reason, I opened the local paper, a weekly, and looked at the employment ads. There it was. The Job of my Dreams. I do not bother to dream dreams too lofty for me to attain. I don't bother wanting that which I clearly cannot have. But this job? It's possible that someone might hire me to do this job, and I am quite qualified. I do have my hearing problem, but if I get an interview and the room's not got a lot of background noise, I'll do fine. And if I can keep my mouth shut about it till after I'm hired, another big if. It's illegal to discriminate against anyone because of a disability,a nd I am well able to answer and talk on phones and even hear on them if I have a good amplifier. I spend a lot of time fussing over not being able to hear when most of the time, when the chips are down, it's not a large problem. People talk like they have marbles in their mouths, it ain't my problem. So. This job sounds like there's plenty of variety in it to keep my superior mind from rebelling against the constraints of too tight a fit,a nd the pay is better than I am making now and it is eight miles from home where I am driving 23 miles one way now. Eight is better, by about 30 minutes. Now I have to work up the nerve to follow through and apply for it. I hate to fail, so I often don't even try. Remind me to tell you some time how I almost didn't get to go to Clarion. But no missing out this time. If I don't get the job it won't be my fault. I am going to do it. Goals are dreams with feet. |
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