isn't that like the fourth time I've used that title?
ARRRRRRGGGGHHHHHHH!!!!!
I've been waiting for the phone call all day that was supposed to say whether or not I got the job. And it came. Sort of. I took a friend down to the police station to report a case of identity theft, and when I came back.............now someone else has applied. They want to interview them first and let me know their decision next Tuesday.
Legitimate competion, how I hate thee. It makes me think of the Donald Westlake book, The Ax, in which the main character sends out a fake job ad, so he can find all his competitors for a job he covets after he's laid off. He kills them, kills the guy with the job he wants, and then applies for and takes it.
I wasn't actually worried when I thought there was no way in hell, but then when I saw I really had a shot, I got all worked up. Bleh. He's probably some certified teacher with years of experience, a plan set in stone, and three framed medals for saving kids from choking in the school cafeteria whilst (and at the same time) directing a chamber ensemble and never missing a beat.
Look out, Gatesville prison guard training, here I come. (No wonder the Greeks thought tragedy was cathartic, I feel like I just passed a kidney stone...........)