i did manage to sleep last night, after a long chat with my mom. i got up early, got ready and went through... i ended up arriving late for the meeting. apparently there was a problem with the invitation i received, because mine read 10am. and there i was thinking that i'd walked in half an hour early.
he opened the interview by explaining to me that i have none of the experience that i need. because of the army, i haven't done anything of value for the past two years. sure, i've managed to survive; i've learned all sorts of horrible how-to's when it comes to dealing with stupid people and little kids, bad policy and worse management, the value (or lack thereof) of money and what being homeless is about, and i've learned how to keep my hope and motivation. i may have given up on ever getting laid again, but i haven't given up on life after the army.
and this man just threw it all aside and called me a glorified, qualified DBA. and he's right... in spite of my attempts, i've barely done any thinking since i put on my uniform. can anyone think of a reason for me to be happy and enthusiastic right now?
so i've progressed from shock, to rage, to horrified dejection.
yes... but then i'd continue on my downward spiral of database-driven programming... i'm starting to get suicidal here :'(
ReplyDeletenow doesn't that depend on what you're dreaming about? you should know me better than that. and his being a dick is neither here nor there, because he's right.
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