So my friend Trisha and I had a text argument today. This weekend she kept telling me about this job fair at this local business that was today. On Saturday I filled out an application on-line and everything and told her I would go to the fair. Today about 4:15pm I get a text from her.
T: Did you go to the fair?
Me: Um, sure! 😀
T: U didn’t??
Me: Um, no…
T: Y not?
Me: I washed windows instead. I kind of forgot. 😦
Me: I know I’m hopeless. I “dislike” ur “oh”.
R u mad at me now?
T: Hopeless no,
Lol dude really?
Me: Infuriating? Lazy? Unmotivated? Forgetful? Misguided? I could go on and on…
It’s the go-to question. I’m working on it.
T: Sounds to me like ur in the midst of yet another pity party. Just sayin
Me: I’m not pity partying, if anything I’m laughing at myself! Hahahaha!
T: The fair lasts until 6 ya know…
Just heard it on the radio.
Me: Oh, I’m getting in my care right now…rotflo!!!!
T: Don’t lie! I could care less if u got a job. But maybe I was under the misguided impression that YOU cared.
Me: Oh don’t get mad Trisha! I do want a job, but I want to teach, so I’m going to get off my ass and start subbing. I am willing to put my app and resume in to check things out, but why dick around when I know what I really want to do? – I know, stop dicking around…
T: Hmm….I’m not mad. I’m just thinking you aren’t happy doing what ur doing now. So shit er get of the pot man.
Me: Well said, and advice well taken.
T: No. That’s just it.. it’s not well taken. CAUSE ARE YOU ON UR WAY TO THE JOB FAIR????
Me: Quit yelling at me… I will go to the job fair. I’m taking a shower right now.
T: Good. Then sign ur ass up to sub too. My mom keeps asking me if u have… n if she’s gonna guilt me…ur damn skippy I’m passing it along!
Me: Ok 😛 *but that’s not with a happy face*
T: It’s alright, I’ve concluded we shouldn’t talk right when I get off of work. Tho maybe if ur actually going, then it was worth it
Me: I’m going.
T: GOOD. I expect a full report.
Me: Oh, believe me, double spaced – helvica font!
I was laughing/cursing her through this entire conversation. I felt like Cameron on Farris Bueller’s Day Off. She’s just gonna keep texting me and texting me…
I HATE these situations where I have to go in and actually have to TALK to other people. If I know you, or if I know what I’m talking about, ok, but going into an interview type environment is NOT my idea of a fun time. I was so nervous I was sure I was going to have a stroke or heart attack. Teaching interviews, ok, anything else, I struggle with.
Anyway, when I got there I “checked-in” on Facebook because I wouldn’t put it past her to drive by or something to make sure I was there. Of course she commented on it, which I will get to in a minute, but back to our texting conversation.
Me: They were interviewing for cold-calling selling cells, TV services. The girl didn’t think it was my “area” but was forwarding my info elsewhere.
T: Well that’s a good start. I’m VERY glad you went. Now, go home and get ur shit together to sign up for subbing. What needs done there?
Me: A physical. I’m going tomorrow. (I had no prior intention of going tomorrow…)
T: What comes after the physical? And yes, I’ll check on you tomorrow too.
Me: Taking my physical and TB test results to the ROE. Then I go sign up.
T: Go where? Online or in person?
T: Do you have a list of schools you’re going to and in order? That’s what I would make. Satisfying little checks ever place you go.
Me: I’m making it tonight.
T: Can’t wait to see it!!
Me: I hope the amount of cackling coming on your end is as much as it is on mine…
T: Lol mmhmm… I just turned to JR n said Gawd I’m an evil bitch.
Me: But you’re my evil bitch ]:->
T: Lol, now that’s funny.
Our facebook conversation was just as amusing:
Aka: HGS – job fair. I’ve been here 1/2 an hour. YES, I’m here Trisha. — atAffina.
Remember the other day when I posted the “Unmotivated” picture? Here’s my new one:
I was so irritated by the time I got home at 6:30, but I think I was irritated with myself for being so unmotivated. I mean, she is only trying to help get me where I need to be, and I have to say I appreciate it, because if it were left up to me, I’m not really sure I’d ever get there!
So, I guess what I’m trying to say is…. Thanks Trisha. 😉