I've noticed something

[Juristhea]

Talking the talk counts for way more than walking the walk. I took two internships when I was in college. The first was with a small-town paper. I edited, I printed, I published, the whole nine yards. The second was at the Washington Post. I learned how to make a palatable cup of coffee and how to copy papers.

Guess which internship employers are most interested in when they interview me?

I got a new job about a month ago. I'm making way more money than I ever expected given my lackadaisical approach to work. I know that I was competing against quite a few other candidates. I know that many of them were more experienced than I. However, I still got the job.

I'm dating a wonderful young woman. She's beautiful, she's smart, she's extremely talented, and one of these days she's going to be raking in boatloads of money. There's just no holding her back.

There was another guy who wanted her. He was somewhat soft-spoken and very nice. He seemed to genuinely care about her.

In both cases I believe I got what I wanted because I have a pleasant voice, I can tell an okay joke, and I make people comfortable. I'm an okay orator if I do say so myself.

That's it, though. I'm all ready calculating how long it'll take to for me to earn enough scratch that I can quit my job, buy a boat and cruise up and down the coast for a few months. I don't care about that job. I don't even like it and I'm certainly not better than several of the other candidates.

This girl I'm dating, I'm with her because she happens to live five minutes from the office. I swing by her place after work, fool around, then go home. In another week or two I'll be bored and ready to part ways. That other guy had real feelings for her. He would have done anything to make her happy and I have little doubt that he'd have been in it for the long haul. But I can make her laugh and he can't.

What's up with that? It's all good for me, but what the hell? Can't people see through that crap? Do they simply not care?

It must've been because everything is going fine in your life, that everything seems to go your way that when people refer to you, they only see the "Hey its the lucky guy who's got the cash, girl and everything. God I wish I could be like him"...

Your achievements have already become personified through you and that's what they see in you.

[misombra]

i don't think she necessarily chose you over a guy who would love her forever. she probably just isn't into him, and she wouldn't have chosen him either way.

how old is this girl. and how old are you again? i always forget i'm sorry!

[vashti]

I won't comment about the work; that's just the way things go.

About the girl: I know a lot of guys who are desperate to commit to a girl, and they can't find one who is willing. I think it is because of their desperation. Let's face it: it can be creepy. There is a lot of pressure to be perfect when someone worships you. It is much better to be with someone who likes you despite your flaws than to be with someone who thinks you don't have any. I bet there was a little of this scenario going on with your girl and that other guy.

[lesa]

Let's face it: it can be creepy. There is a lot of pressure to be perfect when someone worships you. It is much better to be with someone who likes you despite your flaws than to be with someone who thinks you don't have any. I bet there was a little of this scenario going on with your girl and that other guy.

So true, so true. This should be the quote of the year.

[Gribble]

My conscience isn't the problem. I feel great. I'm just slightly disgusted with my fellow man.

You know how I got that job? I told a couple of business casual jokes and I also talked about cooking. The woman who interviewed me had three kids of her own. Somehow or another the topic of food came up and she was absolutely fascinated with the fact that I cook. She was even more blown away when I told her that whenever I went home to see my mom and sister I'd cook them meals.

I swear that little BS discussion that had nothing to do with the job at hand is exactly what got me the position. This is a field only loosely related to what I've studied in school. I have absolutely no experience in it whatsoever.

But I had a joke and an interesting tidbit or two to set me apart from the folks who rightfully deserved the job and that made all the difference.

As for the chick, well, chicks don't make any sense anyway so it's a moot point. Whether she was looking for a casual fling or something serious makes no difference. She'll still turn into a weepy bitch and hate my guts when we separate.

[Doc Durian]

My conscience isn't the problem. I feel great. I'm just slightly disgusted with my fellow man.

You know how I got that job? I told a couple of business casual jokes and I also talked about cooking. The woman who interviewed me had three kids of her own. Somehow or another the topic of food came up and she was absolutely fascinated with the fact that I cook. She was even more blown away when I told her that whenever I went home to see my mom and sister I'd cook them meals.

I swear that little BS discussion that had nothing to do with the job at hand is exactly what got me the position. This is a field only loosely related to what I've studied in school. I have absolutely no experience in it whatsoever.

But I had a joke and an interesting tidbit or two to set me apart from the folks who rightfully deserved the job and that made all the difference.`

I know what you mean. When I recall how of my fellow high school graduates went onto university and greener pastures, it amuses me to no end that with a click of a facebook link I can witness most of them doing nothing in their chosen fields, and not much more in their unintended ones.

But I never insisted my life be static... nor ordered. It didn't sit well with me from the earliest age, and I could recognize that trait.

So I went with it, went with whatever... never sweated the small, nor hid from the big. An eye for opportunity soon led to a mindset worthy of milking it.

The unimaginable is far more attainable than most would know.

I go to interviews for anything, merely as a form of entertainment regardless if I'm working or not.

Interviewers are like women. They want you when you don't want or need them.

As for the chick, well, chicks don't make any sense anyway so it's a moot point. Whether she was looking for a casual fling or something serious makes no difference. She'll still turn into a weepy bitch and hate my guts when we separate.

There's always the next one though.... opportunities galore