Good morning everyone job day went great, I mean it was so great, I don't even want to talk about it (oh, except of course for director who was impossible to read by I felt he was unimpressed, who KNOWS). I am waiting for an "We are moving forward" email which of course has not arrived yet. Sigh.
Why is patience a virtue I don't get that in the SLIGHTEST, it's more like torture if you ask me. I went to bed at around midnight my day was extra long, so I woke up at 10 a.m. here. Sigh. My day was an extra 3.5 hours long due to said director moving my meeting back 1.5 hours in the clinic that was the farthest drive away, (I was offered alternatives, decided not to complain and wait) and then he walked in saying he "was not late" although he was already 1.5 hours late, then went and talked to someone for 10 minutes, before telling me that Tucson hires tended to fail at his agency, and I had to choke back my cholor and be, like, well if I love the job, I would move, me and the husband talked about it already) but it was just unfortunate. I hope I was reading him wrong because it was kind of a dream program and I got the sense he didn't love me all that much. I would MOURN but I await the moving forward or not email from the behavioral health person, and like, I HATE to wait. Etc. LOL.
It was really super cool though I will give it that. And, I think if my days were not oh, 15 hours long counting driving I would do FINE. Etc.
Anna
