Tuesday, May 06, 2008

And you were doing so well!

I really thought I had gotten over the hump yesterday. I had a kick ass interview and they want to see me back for a second round. The job, the company, the money, the location...it would all be great for me. A (young) guy I met while volunteering went out of his way to contact me (and you know how much I love male attention).

Things were looking up.

Then, once again, the shit hit the fan. It seems to happen way too often lately. I should be absolutely covered in splattered poo by now.

Today I saw, with my own eyes, a complete betrayl of my trust. Someone who I thought had been my friend, my true blue, and a constant, has actually been playing me all along.

To say that I am confused is an understatement. I don't know what to believe, or what pieces of the truth were told to me. It's a complete mind fuck, and I want OUT.

And yes, you guessed it, it has to do with my increasingly dysfunctional, soap opera-esque J-O-B.


Donald said...

Second round interview; attentive guy--hold on to the good and try to keep it separate from the bad.
Clearly I've exceeded my recommended dose of Dr Phil.

Steph said...

Donald...the eternal optimist? You do well at pretending. Turns out the attention giving philanthropist has a girlfriend. People are so weird.