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Didn't get the VA job.
Which would normally be disappointing but not exactly surprising, but, I don't know, I really thought I had a chance at this one, given that they asked me to officially apply and sent me a reminder about it and everything which sort of implies that they wanted me. And hey, maybe I was on the short list for it, but I wasn't one of the two who got picked; no prizes for third place.
The real kicker is that my rejection notice tells me that I don't meet the basic qualifications - even though in my interview we actually talked about how I didn't need prior medical experience and I would in fact probably be qualified with my job experience.
So..yeah. Ice cream was called for.
Oh, and Dad managed to fix my computer, but in order to do that he had to restore it to factory settings, meaning all my programs and documents are gone. 95% of my documents are backed up on an external drive, but I'm still going to have to re-install everything, I've lost all my bookmarks, and the few documents that weren't backed up include the tiny bit of fic-writing I'd done in the past month or so that I actually liked (and didn't post to this journal, predictably enough).
GENERALIZED BAD MOOD, RAAAR.
I should write or something. Or at least do something other than sit and stew. Or post a meme or something so my journal has some content in it that someone might actually care about.
Which would normally be disappointing but not exactly surprising, but, I don't know, I really thought I had a chance at this one, given that they asked me to officially apply and sent me a reminder about it and everything which sort of implies that they wanted me. And hey, maybe I was on the short list for it, but I wasn't one of the two who got picked; no prizes for third place.
The real kicker is that my rejection notice tells me that I don't meet the basic qualifications - even though in my interview we actually talked about how I didn't need prior medical experience and I would in fact probably be qualified with my job experience.
So..yeah. Ice cream was called for.
Oh, and Dad managed to fix my computer, but in order to do that he had to restore it to factory settings, meaning all my programs and documents are gone. 95% of my documents are backed up on an external drive, but I'm still going to have to re-install everything, I've lost all my bookmarks, and the few documents that weren't backed up include the tiny bit of fic-writing I'd done in the past month or so that I actually liked (and didn't post to this journal, predictably enough).
GENERALIZED BAD MOOD, RAAAR.
I should write or something. Or at least do something other than sit and stew. Or post a meme or something so my journal has some content in it that someone might actually care about.
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