So Monday morning I get up and check my email first thing in the morning as usual. No important messages about jobs. I figure I'll take the day to fill out some of the 30 odd applications I have listed. Luckily, after lunch, I rechecked my secondary email, because there was a message there about an interview that I had supposedly scheduled for that afternoon. A company based in Tampa came to UCF for interviews, and while I had asked the girl who was coordinating it for an interview, she never got back to me with a time. She sent me an email 4 hours before the time she had scheduled me for. Luckily I had a resume, some decent interview clothes, and no hard plans for the afternoon. I went, and the interview went alright. I asked the rep when they were planning on making a decision. He says soon, probably September or October so the new person could start before the holidays. The insurance industry seems to view time like geologists, (i.e. man is a relatively young species). I'm not waiting around on that one, becuase by the time they get around to hiring me, the revolution will have occurred, and after Canada overtakes the United States, the men of the world are consumed by dinosaurs, then women die out because of the inability to breed, and the earth is dominated by a plant called the Song of India. (Seriously, you can't kill those things. After the world's nuclear power plants explode, they will outlive the cockroaches.) And by that point, I figure I really won't need a job. OK, sorry for the rediculousness.
In other news, last night I went to a knitting group for the second time. (I completely forgot to post after I went the first time because it was the day before my Kemper interview.) All in all, it's a pretty nice group, but you know, I'm very shy sometimes. This time I sat next to people that had similar interests (Harry Potter, etc) and were generally younger/punkier, so we had more to talk about. The first time, pretty much the only things talked about were babies and knittting. Knitting I'm fine talking about, but babies aren't exactly my area of expertise, so I stayed pretty quiet for most of the first time. It is neat because there is a good mix of people, so almost anyone could fit in and find someone to talk to. It's a shame though, because I probably won't be able to go back, as hopefully I will be moving to Jacksonville this weekend. If Kemper will ever decide to just hire me.