Job hunt, day two.
Sep. 26th, 2005 06:32 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
h_hollisterAfter the insanity that was the adventure with the tentacle monster in the fridge, Hippolyta had gotten dressed and pounded pavement again. She even took Dez's advice and wore sensible shoes to walk around, and then switched shoes before she went into the shop she was hitting up.
Her feet still hurt.
She had gotten the same bullshit rejections again, even after seriously toning down her resumè. And, seeing how Nadezhda was all grr argh with Dr. Crane... looked like the Library job was down the hatch, too.
Damn.
Damn damn damn.
This time, when she flopped down on her bed, she didn't bother taking off her jacket and heels, or lighting a cigarette, or trying to relax at all.
She was aggravated. Very much so.
She had to have SOME salable skills, didn't she?
Didn't she?
Her feet still hurt.
She had gotten the same bullshit rejections again, even after seriously toning down her resumè. And, seeing how Nadezhda was all grr argh with Dr. Crane... looked like the Library job was down the hatch, too.
Damn.
Damn damn damn.
This time, when she flopped down on her bed, she didn't bother taking off her jacket and heels, or lighting a cigarette, or trying to relax at all.
She was aggravated. Very much so.
She had to have SOME salable skills, didn't she?
Didn't she?
