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[tanaise]

Hell is timed typing about creativity. I kept trying to reword it. Despite my inclinations, I did manage to get 51 words a minute, so go me. I also did well on my other freakishly annoying tests--Word, Excel, Powerpoint. No Access test, oddly enough. I ran into a few issues with my tests where the damn thing wouldn't let me do what I wanted it to do, and insisted on making me miss the question, despite the fact that it was an accurate way to do it. Apparently it wasn't the way they wanted me to do it.

I didn't so much get lost as never get found. I'd find a map every few blocks, line myself up again with where I should have been going, and set off. I truly found the place by accident--I'd circled around up from below, bought myself a bagel, and boom! there they were. And yes. I had to fill out exactly the same information that was on my resume in their stupid application, and! they have no opened toed shoes in their dress code! and nylons! Death to nylons! Bah.

I'm now browsing craigslist and getting the email addresses for other temp agencies. They sounded a little too excited about the idea of me doing office work for my taste. Bah, again. I can't remember all the places nate mentioned, and he hasn't sent me the email I asked for yet either. And I wanted very much to walk around downtown, but as it was, I had to buy an umbrella. And I carefully wore my dressy shoes today, and thus they were the ones that aren't supposed to get wet so much, and it was just miserable and my backpack weighed ten million pounds, so I bought a little pocket map book thing, and went to CVS for shampoo and moisturizer, both of which I'd forgotten, and soon I will go downstairs and hibernate. It's hibernation weather.

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From Becca re Hibernation

[(Anonymous)]

Hibernation weather here, too. We had *such* a lovely sunny weekend, but now it's back to the regularly-scheduled swamp. :P Of course, I asked for this. I quite deliberately moved to Syracuse, #1 annual snowfall for a major US metro area.

[toratigris.livejournal.com]

Wait, they made you compose something for your typing speed test, not just copy text? That's rude!

If you do wind up working for a place that requires nylons, maybe they will let you substitute cotton tights, or even thigh-high cotton stockings, which I tend to find infinitely preferable to nylons.

[tanaise.livejournal.com]

No, it was just copying text. I just had to copy text about how important creativity was. Someone out there has a sick sick sick sense of humor. I wanted to walk out on it just to protest the irony of it, but I doubted very much that they had that sort of a sense of humor.

[toratigris.livejournal.com]

Bwahaha! Hmm. It would have been highly amusing if it was a deliberately ironic choice, but dumbfoundingly lame if they entirely failed to see the irony in it.