Thanks for the free ticket to Houston, LOSERS...

Well. well, well....well, well, well. What can I say? Hummmm. There is an airline out there that can just go BANKRUPT for all I care now, unless they do happen to call me back, which in that case, they can wait about 6 months. In all honesty, because that's my nature, I am probably NOT going to get called back. That is ok, I can handle rejection. I just hope my interviewer NEVER gets a line of her own, and works flights between Houston and Cheyenne, Wyoming for the rest of her life. I am just kidding, not serious...ok...well...maybe a little bit...alright, I am totally serious, and bitter.

Actually, I felt I gave the best interview I could, but heck y'all, that was my first real interview. I have interviewed before, like when my cousin and I had this bet in college to see who could work at Wendy's the longest...she won. I pretended I didn't know how to do anything. I was evil. They told me to MOP the bathrooms one day, and I said, "What is that?" They looked at me like I suddenly had a third eye or something and said, "What do you mean?" I said, "What is mopping?" I got the whole, "You don't know what mopping is? How don't you know? Let me show you...." That was my excuse for everything 'I don't know how.' So after explaining they said, "You have never mopped?" My evil reply, "Oh, why no. I thought that was only something our maid was supposed to do. You don't have a maid or a cleaning lady here?" I thought they were going to SHIT themselves from the shock of my 'ignorance' or maybe my arrogance. Anyway, I lasted about 6 weeks, if I recall, and I only worked like 7 hours a week. Mostly standing in the back cutting tomatoes or toasting buns, yes they actually have that person, or maybe it was just me. I was still a strict vegetarian at the time, and one day they made me cook those hamburgers...I thought I was going to PUKE on the grill. I only got to do the window once. At the end of the shift I had way more money than I was supposed to have had, that was actually a mistake, I was not trying to cheat anyone, but it was busy....and apparently I could not count that day.

So anyway, where was I. Oh yes, so this was my first interview for a job I thought might be fun, or at least for a little while. Well, until someone pissed me off, and I had use my impeccable manners, tactfulness, and charm to tell them off in such a way that they were thanking me for setting them straight. On a positive note, I met some really interesting people. Shout out to Nick, Ramon, Kellie, and Francisco. Houston was not the FAT, pretentious displays of money city I thought it would be....it was worse. I ventured into the city during my huge break after the interview, and I found out some fun facts. There is a transit system that kind of jumps out in the street randomly (be careful). It looks surprisingly like the TGV or Eurostar. In the caste system of Houston, there is an "inner loop" and "outside the loop," which are definitions of the good and not-so-good addresses you want to have on your monogrammed stationery. I may go back for a visit to check out the night life.

EDIT: Yesterday afternoon I had lunch with Cat. We rode on the equestrian team in college together...and raised a little hell with those prudish girls. Actually we were normally informed we had to be on good behavior since we were so pervy. Well Cat is now superficial! No, well, a little, and I LOVE it! She is a fashionista. Girl is all about shoes. So we went shoe shopping. Nothing gets you over the pain of being rejected by an airline like buying 4 pairs of shoes! I remembered how much fun it is to hang out with her...we must do it more often!

Last night I went up to a party Michel was having, my Peruvian friend up the street. To get on with my life I felt it was necessary to snort marijuana, shoot up pills, and smoke acid...wait no that was a crazy dream from the day before. No, I just had a few drinks. *Sidenote: Maybe they googled me, and found out what a crazy person I am. That could have scared them enough to say, "Put that freak on a plane back to Maryville!" All is not lost, I have a managable haircut, whiter teeth, and a happy liver...n