It's a director-level position, likely the last job I'd ever hold. They thankfully rescheduled the interview, but I've spent the last 24 hours trying not to throw up.
I realize I'm just screaming into the void at this point, but I got an interview for my dream job AND HR MISSPELLED MY NAME AND SENT ALL THE INFO TO THE WRONG EMAIL ADDRESS
They've literally been sending updates about the job to the wrong address since mid-fucking-December. Like the interview link, questions from the committee. I MISSED THE FUCKING INTERVIEW BECAUSE OF THIS
Just realized this might be the most middle-aged dad set of albums imaginable. I did have fun introducing the 6yo to Acid Mothers Temple this morning, however.
As near as I can tell, my wife of 9 years owns a single mixed CD that she burned in high school, and the most recent song on it is 10,000 Maniacs' cover of Because the Night.
It is a willow when summer is over,
a willow by the river
from which no leaf has fallen nor
bitten by the sun
turned orange or crimson.
βWilliam Carlos Williams, born #OTD in 1883
https://t.co/U2vDfOU9m1