Well the number of applications I have made must be somewhere inbetween 50 and 100, yet I still have not had any joy after about 5 months. It seems endless...and pointless...what do they want? Blood?
Bah!
Bah!
. And so on and so on. Really beats you down, but I've just started to laugh about it.
. I even got to a job interview not too long ago. That means to me that I am qualified for it, and they know it too, they just want to make sure I'd 'fit in' to the place. Ok, so everything was going fine and the last question was 'What is your goal with in our company? How do you see your future in here?', and I thought I'd make a joke and answered 'Your job'. It was a joke and I thought it was funny. I swear it ruined my sure shot. She looked like she got something in her throat and that was it.
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