I got the offical, on company letterhead, complete with the usual "wish you much success in your future endeavors" kiss off letter today from one of the jobs I'd been hoping to get.

Once again, I am left wondering if I crossed the line between "I really want this job" and "Oh my god I NEEEEEEED this job." Do you know the difference?

One of those statements implies enthusiasm, and the other implies a willingness to kill to get the position. I have tried, very hard I might add, to restrain myself and not come across as a total nut job. I have tempered my reminder calls to this and other possible employers, trying to remember what it's like to have work to do when someone gives you an assignment you don't want - in this case, hiring someone.

But you know what? It doesn't mean anything anymore. I MUST HAVE A JOB. At this point I'm coming close to applying for work at the mall - I just can't take it anymore. We need another source of income, Jen needs some time off, and I need to spend some time with adults.

Guess we'll just have to wait and see what happens over the next 7 days (which, incidentally, will bring us to July 5, 2003 - exactly one year after my most recent layoff).

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