unlucky day
In my recent spurt of job-hunting, I faxed in my CV (that's dr speak for resume) to someone hiring a full time optometrist. No location other than Manhattan listed. This morning when I went to make a follow-up phone call, I was told that I had been expected at 9am for an interview at NY Presbyterian Hospital. What? apparently, they scheduled this interview right after getting the fax, only no one phoned me about it. I asked about re-scheduling an interview, and the receptionist said it was a possibility, but . . . (as far as I know) not re-scheduled. damn, that was the first "real" job listing I've seen since I moved here.In more unlucky news, after the shenanagans of last night I was looking forward to my date tonight with a new guy (oddly, same name as last night's dud). However, 30 minutes untill go time at the Gate, the new guy left a message that he was bailing out.
Here is my question, is there a barn somewhere in NYC where they are raising all the boys?
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