Frustration

I just got my first phone call in response to my resume (I've submitted it to about 20 different places now). Unfortunately the dates they wanted to interview are the two days I'm planning to be in Utah for my thesis defense. The lady sounded kind of disappointed--I hope they like me enough to find a better day for an interview and that they call me back. I hate job hunting. Especially since the thesis defense date is not set in stone just yet.

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Tolkien Boy said…
Here's hoping!

crosses fingers
4/25/2007 10:18 AM
Mrs. Hass-Bark said…
Also crossing fingers.
4/25/2007 3:36 PM
Lindsay said…
Oh man, doesn't the job hunt totally stink? I've noticed in our own job search that it's either feast or famine -- So my fingers are also crossed. Hopefully you'll be feasting very soon!
4/26/2007 6:21 AM
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