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Apr. 15th, 2005 10:42 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
taratemimaThursday: Went to a party in honor of a recently married couple with a friend. She could see the back ache and the rushing around and the lack of sleep was getting to me. Nevertheless, I had a good time. I ended up playing around and talking with a five-year-old girl.
Girl: I read at a fifth grade level.
Me: Cool, I read at a twelfth grade level at age 12.
Girl: Well, of course you could. Twelve year olds read at twelfth grade level.
Me: Well, it doesn't really work like that.
I also yodeled and drank more red wine than I usually do.
Friday: Red eyes, cough, sweating. It felt more like a cold than a hangover. I was sick, and called in. Dammit, I was hoping to not have sick days until June. I managed to get enough sleep to be well enough for my interview.
It seemed to go well. At one point though, one of the interviewers (the French search editor) asked how I would do in a 'merchantil' environment. Or so I heard. It turns out he said 'multicultural.' Now, I am wondering if I misperceived that. Even accounting for the accent, it seems to be far from how the word is pronounced. I may have expected something related to business, and got the word jumbled up. Or perhaps the phonemes somehow changed into other somewhat similar phonemes in my head.
He also asked for writing I have done. I gave him this address and my writing website. So, er, hi there. I hope all this doesn't make me a bad employee. For one, I do not talk about trade secrets. The cussing--I don't do that in an office, either.
I missed the last bus, however, and took a cab. Yeah, I know that was a bad idea, but my mom was sick, I wasn't going to go on the train for an hour or so, and I was not sure if my sister was able to pick me up. I have got to get a license.
Girl: I read at a fifth grade level.
Me: Cool, I read at a twelfth grade level at age 12.
Girl: Well, of course you could. Twelve year olds read at twelfth grade level.
Me: Well, it doesn't really work like that.
I also yodeled and drank more red wine than I usually do.
Friday: Red eyes, cough, sweating. It felt more like a cold than a hangover. I was sick, and called in. Dammit, I was hoping to not have sick days until June. I managed to get enough sleep to be well enough for my interview.
It seemed to go well. At one point though, one of the interviewers (the French search editor) asked how I would do in a 'merchantil' environment. Or so I heard. It turns out he said 'multicultural.' Now, I am wondering if I misperceived that. Even accounting for the accent, it seems to be far from how the word is pronounced. I may have expected something related to business, and got the word jumbled up. Or perhaps the phonemes somehow changed into other somewhat similar phonemes in my head.
He also asked for writing I have done. I gave him this address and my writing website. So, er, hi there. I hope all this doesn't make me a bad employee. For one, I do not talk about trade secrets. The cussing--I don't do that in an office, either.
I missed the last bus, however, and took a cab. Yeah, I know that was a bad idea, but my mom was sick, I wasn't going to go on the train for an hour or so, and I was not sure if my sister was able to pick me up. I have got to get a license.
