Happy Friday, world. We’re gearing up for a day of thunderstorms and gray skies. The air is soup out there. I haven’t felt that sort of mugginess since before my trip north. The wind has really picked up, as predicted, and I took Brian’s suggestion to move my truck out of the driveway. We have no outdoor fun on today’s agenda, that’s for sure.
I was all ready for the phone interview yesterday afternoon. I was able to confirm the call was coming from someone in the actual dispo and not a corporate drone. Unfortunately, that info was confirmed when the manager emailed 20 minutes before the call. She apologized, the shop was much busier than expected and she couldn’t leave the sales floor to call. We’ve rescheduled for either today or Sunday.
I’d be lying if I said the email didn’t discourage me. Impostor syndrome was already hitting me hard, and my confidence took a blow. I felt like the manager doesn’t want me and was letting me down easy. However, as some friends pointed out, if the company wasn’t interested they wouldn’t have emailed. If they wanted to let me down easy, they could have simply ghosted me.
Bam. Discouragement reversed.
We went to the Compound for dinner again. Brian’s father puts brown sugar on the corned beef. I understand that this is a thing, and whatever. Glaze the fuck outta your corned beef if that’s your thing. However, it is not a thing when you’re making a St. Paddy’s boiled dinner. We ate dinner, socialized, and left before sunset. Brian has to work, gotta be up early dontcha know, too bad, so sad we can’t stay longer.
The upside to leaving early was the chance to play outside for an hour as the sunset. My mom suggested green lights. I didn’t feel like messing with settings too much. I have a green/yellow/orange setting and ran them with that for a couple of songs, and switched back to something I liked better.
Today will be better, because it’s Chinese buffet night. It would be nice to hear from either of the dispos at some point, but the thought of sushi is definitely something to look forward to.
Bah, glazed corned beef, sacrilege, for St Patrick’s day? TF, really
If you asked, they’d tell you it’s not a real glaze. They take the beef out of the pot it’s cooked in, put it in a baking pan with some brown sugar sprinkled over the top and put in the oven for a bit. I know this is a thing, but it’s usually cooked differently and is more of a mustard-based sauce. However, regardless of the method used, it shouldn’t be done for a damned boiled dinner. It’s like he’s trying to make some unholy variety of St. Patrick’s BBQ.
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