How To Fail An Interview And Keep Moving Forward

Well, as the fates would have it, I failed my interview on Wednesday.

This is what I get for attempting anything. Failure.

Game Over

To be honest, it’s a relief that the interview process is over. Was this job the focal point of my life? No. Am I depressed? Not really. I did try to get the position at work, but I didn’t give it 100% and I know that I could have prepared more. I learned a lesson, Fate. It’s been a while since I’ve actually tried to accomplish something outside of writing and even though I didn’t become an Assistant Manager, I do get to breathe again and focus on what I’m really passionate about: writing. I only wish that I wasn’t so nervous so that I don’t feel like I disappointed some of the co-workers that I’ve mentored and trained. My cool, calm, charming demeanor was crushed under the tidal wave of nerves. I should’ve taken that shot of whiskey before.

I’m going to improve my attitude at work and try a little harder to accomplish goals that will only benefit me in the long run. Maybe I’ll go for the position again in another department and keep moving up. Assistant Manager can’t hurt your resumé. I need a decent job to pay the bills and support myself while I write until the day that I’m a successful, published author. I’ll find one eventually and in the mean time, I’m better off than most at my current position and I need to RELAX.

Everything happens for a reason. This is the lesson that I’m constantly learning.

Teaching, management…I need to stop focusing about getting a paycheck and focus on my writing and creativity. Selling so many copies of my book last week really opened my eyes and motivated me. Now that the interview is over and I know I didn’t get the position, I’ll grow at work and continue to pursue my vision of becoming a published author.

To the future, minions.


Money Ain’t A Thang…Unless You’re Trying To Save It, In Which Case, It’s A Horrible Thang

Mo money, less problems…because I’m not an idiot and I’d just buy the solution to any and all problems that would ever arise. Duh.

What is wrong with this world? Why is it so hard to save any money? 2012 is eleven days gone and I had little savings to show for it.

I try to budget and take 30% of every paycheck out for spending while the rest goes to bills and savings. It was working out, but by the end of the year, I fluctuated from the 1,200 I had before December rolled around. I’ve abolished buying food from work. It’s ridiculous. I work at a grocery store and a huge percent of my paycheck goes into buying food needlessly throughout my shifts. It’s not my fault the damn sushi and subs are so expensive.

I was advised by my incredible financial advisors–my mother and sister–that I should put away money into a savings once a week for every 52 weeks in the year. They said start backwards from $52 dollars so that by Christmas I am only putting in $1 that last week. This way of savings means that I’ll have $1,300 tucked away into an account. It sounds like a good plan to me and hopefully it works out. I’m really lucky my financial advisors are so original. By original, I mean being able to read the Money section of the Sun Sentinel.

Sometimes I wish that I could spend money I don’t have and continue to keep spending because the government would keep raising my spending cap each year. God, I know that sort of thing would never happen, but isn’t it great to dream that you could end up being trillions of dollars in debt and not have to worry about it because your kids and grandkids will be the ones trying to pay it off because you’ll be dead?

Oh well. I know everyone is struggling to save these days. I’m open to any and all advice in investing for my future. Hopefully I do better this year. All I can say is that I won’t be buying a DeLorean under the pretense that I will be able to go back in time to become rich. Fool me twice.