Like father, like daughter?
at least they have a sense of humor…
Job interview today for a cost accountant position.
Dad was a cost accountant. I want to be a cost accountant.
I know.
It’s weird, huh? Especially when he told me NOT to become an accountant.
Movin’ on because I don’t want to make myself cry…
It’s hard to find entry level cost jobs that will pay me what I need.
Actually, that’s a lie.
Right now it’s fucking IMPOSSIBLE to find an entry level cost job… so I’ve lucked out big time.
I’ve pushed aside my morning of job searching to research the hell out of this company, so it better pay off.
I need it to pay off.
Out of the five interviews that have been scheduled, here’s the new breakdown:
1) That company in the industry - 2nd interview (good hours, good dress code, room for growth, fun bosses)
2) Widget makers - passed on 2nd
3) Hotel - waiting to hear (great title, decent hours, suits, no room for growth)
4) Retirement place - waiting to hear (suits, room for growth, fun boss)
5) Cost job - today…
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In other news, while not spreading like wildfire, there’s been a lot of decent interest in response to my little Johnlock fic. I wonder if I’m turning people off because it’s neither fluff nor slash?
There have to be others like me out there who like their bromance with a side of non-fluffy cuddles.
Right?