Currently waiting on a phone call from a potential employer. It's entirely possible I won't have anything left of my fingernails but bloody stumps by the time she finally calls.
Deep breaths, in an out. And maybe find something else to do with your hands -- cleaning your kitchen or doing something crafty. I cross-stitch, personally. < hugs > Anyone with brains would hire you.
An excellent alternative. < more hugs > As long you don't stop to fret. < pats >
(Fret is a really weird word. From the Old English, 'to devour'. Which I suppose could refer back to the fingernail thing. Yes, I did just have to go look that up.)
I'm a world class fretter. If it were a sporting event, I'd go pro. But the call is now past, it went good if not great, and I can now dissect everything I said, where I said the wrong thing, and beat myself up for not getting it perfect. But it still looks likes I might get something. It's temp. type work, but it's more experience, which is always wonderful.
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Date: 2007-08-01 07:00 pm (UTC)(Fret is a really weird word. From the Old English, 'to devour'. Which I suppose could refer back to the fingernail thing. Yes, I did just have to go look that up.)
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