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The Ideal Job

I actually thought I found the ideal job in the New York Time’s classifieds. It was an event coordinator position at an academic institution in a nice working environment.

    There were 3 rounds of interviews.

  • 1st round: 20 candidates with your potential supervisor
  • 2nd round: 5 candidates with your potential co workers
  • 3rd round: 2 candidates with the head of the department.

Anyway, I made it to the 2nd round of interviews. I’m just so bummed, that I didn’t make it to the 3rd round of interviews. It was one job I really want. But I guess it wasn’t meant to be. I feel like I was so close, yet so far. In a way it was an accomplishment making it so far in the interview process. I’m sure they had well over 1000 candidates. I truly thought I did well on my interview. And when I told my cousin that. He responded by saying “Well, you probably did, it’s just a competitive market.” Unfortunately, it’s also an employer’s market. I hope things pick up soon.

Anyway, I’m going to go to my corner and wallow. Not! Enough dwelling. That’s what my blog is for.

Later people, it’s too damn hot to leave my computer on for long. It might overheat in this weather.

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In Full Circle

A few years ago, I accidentally dropped my monthly metrocard in the postal mail box. I had about 3 weeks left on the card. And went to the post office to inquire if they found it, they said there was no card in the mail box. Conspiracy, I say. Someone must have took it. Well anyway, let’s get back to the story. This past Sunday, I had to run to the store my mum. She told me this particularly shop would open at 10 am. So I headed over there, and it turns out the store was not opening until about 11 am. I know, just get to the point. Anyway, I saw this metrocard on the floor, and thought it was kind of out of place. So I picked it up. I didn’t there would be any money on the card. When I got to the train station, I swipe the card to check balance. And it turned out it is an unlimited monthly metrocard, with about 3 weeks left on it. I guess things do come back full circle when you need it to. Fate does work in strange ways.

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Back Logged

For those of you who enjoy perusing my pages for your daily dose of cynicism, I’m back! Yup, hopefully the dry spell is over. I’ve just been so back logged with everything that I’ve really haven’t gotten a chance to update my blog. So, where shall I begin. Maybe a glimpse of my week in review. This past weekend I went to Austin Powers, baby! It was okay. I actually was expecting more cameos. And also thought Beyonce Knowles and Michael Caine would have bigger parts. But I guess a lot of stuff probably ended up on the cutting room floor. Oh wells, I guess I’ll just have to wait for the DVD.

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One Time on the Subway…

Yes, it’s that time again. You knew it was just a matter of time before I had another subway story. It’s kind of hard to avoid during rush hour. Anyway, this morning when I got a train, there was guy talking on his cell phone. I’m pretty much use these kinds of people on the train. But he was quite loud and obnoxious. It wouldn’t have surprised me if he was inebriated. And he was. II was leaning against, the door, anticipating that his signal would be cut off when we entered the tunnel. Hence, the end of his obnoxious mundane conversation. The funny thing was, when he lost signal, he had a look of confusion. For god sakes, any cell phone user knows that their signals in the tunnel. Though, it was still funny watching him try to make a call in the tunnel. In the end, he just leaned against the wall with a look defeat.

Okay, that was a pretty bland story. But you just had to be there.

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Doh!

I dragged myself out of bed at about 7 this morning to head to the gym before work. Did I tell you? I started a consulting gig last week in Wall Street, of all places. Anyway, this morning when I walked to my gym, I saw a sign that said that there were no showers avaliable for use today. My first reaction was: “Oh Shit!” The lady in front of me said, that’s what I was thinking. So I went to Plan B, which was to head down to the gym in the Wall Street vacinity.

Let me just say the Wall Street location is what I call a posh gym. When you walk in, there is wood paneling everywhere. That might just have to do with the area they’re located. And they had an escalator to the 2nd floor. That’s so surreal! I think it might be the only NYSC location that has an escalator.
All they were missing was a pool, not like I would go swimming anyway.

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All in the Family

The other day I stumbled onto to my cousin’s blog. It’s nice to know that I’m actually the first person in the family to have blog. Considering I was the last to have a web page in college. Woo hoo! hehehe =) Yeah! I’m all giddy, and bouncing up and down the walls.

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Water and Meds

This morning, I try to open the child safety medicine bottle. As per the instructions I pushed down & turn the bottle cap. It wasn’t as easy as it seems. When I pulled lightly to remove the cap, my meds went flying all over the place. I had 14 tablets of some antibiotic medicine. And I was only able to find 13 tablets. Oh phoeey!!! Anyway, I’m suppose to drink lots of water while I’m on this medication. Water.. water.. water..( * private joke * ). Seriously, I drank about 4 liters of water today. There wasn’t enough water to get rid of the after taste of the med. Blah! Yucky! There are no words to describe the taste.

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Left Behind

I’m so upset at myself, right now. I left my umbrella on the train. It was a Tote umbrella I picked up when I was in London. I didn’t realize that I left it on the train until I threw something in the garbage and realized that I didn’t have my umbrella with me. There isn’t anything I can do about it. It’s just umbrella. But I’m still upset at myself for not being more careful. Then again, things happen. I guess I’m my own worse critic. Strangely enough, I didn’t lose the sleeve to my umbrella. Usually it’s the other way around.

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The Height Thing

It great to be tall. Okay, I’m short. Or you say that I’m vertically challenged. While on the train, this woman got on who was about 4′ 5. And I felt like a giant next to her. Her feet were so small. I think she was probably size 4. She probably makes out like a bandit at the children section or Gap Kids.

hehehe =) I’m so giddy, that there is another person shorter then me in this world. And she isn’t an adolscent, dwarf, or my mum.

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Commute from Hell

Being unemployed, there is one thing I don’t miss. It’s none other then the infamous NYC rush hour.

Let’s breakdown today’s scenario. I had an interview in Morningside Heights ( located on Upper West Side, 125th Street). Since I was travelling from Brooklyn, I thought I anticipate a commute of 2 hour, just in case. Thank god.

Right after, we crossed the bridge ( this where usual train congestion occurs ) we pull into Canal Street, which is the first station in Manhattan on the Q train. The train I was on, halted to a complete stop in the tunnel before the 14 Street - Union Square stop.

Train Conductor: Sorry for the inconvience, a local train is crossing in front of us. Please be patient, we will be moving shortly.

(5 minutes later)

Train Conductor: There’s been a fire at Lexington Avenue. All Q, W, N and R trains are experiencing major delays. Please be patient.

(another 5 minutes later)

Train Conductor: Some local train will be crossing in front of us. Please be patient

(another 5 minutes later)

Me:Tapping foot. Looks out window, sees about 5 local N and R trains cross in front of us. Looks frustrated. Argh! Man, I’m going to be late for my interview. Why does this always happen right after we get off the bridge. I have no damn cell phone reception).

(Finally, 10 minutes later the train pulls into the 14 street - Union Square station)

Train Conductor:

You might want to take the local train across platform. They’re probably going to be moving before us.

So, I got off the Q train to hop onto the N local. As it pulls into 23rd street, the train conductor makes another annoucement about delays on the local train. At this moment, I give up. I hop off the train at 34th street, to take the D train to the Upper West Side.

Initial Route

  • Take Q train to 42nd street
  • At 42nd street, I had 2 options:
  • Option 1: Take the 3 express train to 96th street, to transfer to a 1 train to 125th street
  • Option 2: Take the 1 train local to 125th street
  • Duration time: 1 hour and 5 minutes

    Alternative Route

  • Take Q train to 34th street
  • At 34th street, take D train to 59th Street - Columbus Circle
  • At 59th Street - Columbus Circle, transfer to the 1 train to 125th street
  • Duration time: 1 hour and 40 minutes

    Well, I got to my interview on time. But my commute was hellish.

    No wonder, I’ve been feeling calmer these days. It’s because I haven’t had to deal with the hassle of the commute from hell. Of course, people would get agitated during rush hour. We’re all packed in the trains like sardines, especially during the summer. Thank god, they put air conditioning on the train, or I might have to hand someone a Degree deodrant stick.

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