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hmpfI just got invited to participate in the second round of the application procedure for a job I applied for recently. This is the first time I've made it to the second round. I'd feel good about it, except for the fact that it's *massively scary*...
Can you say, "two-day selection procedure"?! Eeeeeeek!
Oh, and when I went home after work today (from the internship, not the weird job I mentioned - I've lost that one for good, and good riddance) a random guy in a street café asked me to have some wine with him. Heh.
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Fun fact about my internship: to get to the room where I currently work, I have to walk through a huge depot full of early to mid-20th-century post trucks and cars, and a whole bunch of 18th/19th century postal carriages. How cool is that?!
I love the machine oil smell of the depot.
Can you say, "two-day selection procedure"?! Eeeeeeek!
Oh, and when I went home after work today (from the internship, not the weird job I mentioned - I've lost that one for good, and good riddance) a random guy in a street café asked me to have some wine with him. Heh.
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Fun fact about my internship: to get to the room where I currently work, I have to walk through a huge depot full of early to mid-20th-century post trucks and cars, and a whole bunch of 18th/19th century postal carriages. How cool is that?!
I love the machine oil smell of the depot.
