I turned in four applications today. It would have been five, but the fifth position was already filled. As I not-entirely-joked earlier today, "If I ever somehow managed to go back and see how many of these things I've sent out, I'd probably crawl into a depressive hole and never come out again." An average of two applications a day for months and no turn out does not do wonders for my spirit.
There's an open interview process at Family Video right down the street this evening, so hopefully I'll make a good showing there and maybe even get a job. I hope, I hope. I've never been so nervous about a grunt job interview before. But I want it so much more than fast food work! And yes, I did put in that application, too. (Just wait, when I finally do a job - IF I finally do get a job - it'll be a minimum wage thing, and then I'll actually get one of those receptionist/secretary/clerical work positions that I want the very next week, and I'll feel all guilty about leaving the job that I wanted so much for MONTHS.)
Need to prep for ACen - we'll be driving up to Chicago tomorrow for it. Honestly, we don't have enough money to go, but not going will put everyone else in the hole, so... we're going! On the bright side, I'm so nervous about job stuff that I can't afford the nerves to lose over ACen!