Grace in the Middle

Well, I had my interview. It’s definitely a premium adult job and I don’t know if my experience will shine through those who actually have experience in the subject at hand. I have general customer service and administration skills. I don’t have a specialization. Maybe organization? I don’t know. I don’t have a degree or a piece of fucking paper that proves I’m an expert in something or spent time somewhere to receive it.

It’s Good Friday! Honestly, I think my interview went okay. I was ashamed to admit that I didn’t have a lot of experience and I feel like I might have been one of the interviews that preps her for others. I’ve had those. I walked away from a good job, but it was just a toxic environment. I dropped off my resume at a local diner, hoping to get on somewhere immediately. We’ll see. On the way there, I got a call and scheduled an interview for later in the day. That interview went really well. Like suspiciously well. I wasn’t hired on the spot as this was the first round of interviews. Hopefully I get called back.

Mark invited me to see a movie with him and Vivian tomorrow. And attend their breakfast ritual too. I’m very excited. He had asked me if Viv had seen the Mario movie and I replied “no”. ‘It’s only been out for a day, how could she have seen it?’ I told him that I had plans on Monday night to take her. Later, I get the invitation. I feel honored. I set my anger aside and sent bare minimum, basic information texts rather than paragraphs of how lame it is that he’s taking her when I said that I would.

That’s progress.

When he invited me to breakfast, at first I declined because that’s their special ritual. After silence, I asked what time and he replied. So I’m going to breakfast and a movie tomorrow.