Called both the law firm and the science museum this morning. The man at the law firm (Doug, if I recall) has given me kind of a curt answer, the head of Human Resources is looking at the applications right now he doesn't know which applications are in but if she has mine I'll know they'll call me before the end of the week. Click. Gee, thanks Doug. I guess he's not a morning person. The science museum... the science museum actually didn't answer my phone call. Though it is open right now, and someone should be answering the damn phone, they clearly need more people working there. I'll call them later this afternoon. Frustration. There is something about getting non-answers from people that just garners resentment from me. Yes or no! Pick up the damn phone! Look up my name! It. Is. Not. That. Hard. I feel yanked around, toyed with. I still have to beg them for jobs/money/benefits. Sigh. Pride is a deadly sin, I guess.
At least there is still the fabric store. Of course, they haven't spoken to me on the phone yet.
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