Today I interviewed for a job at one of San Francisco's many tech firms. I can't tell you exactly what position I was applying for and what exactly I'd be accounting for and not because I have to use discretion but because I honestly have no idea.After my interview I was left feeling very disillusioned with the whole business of accounting and finance. I wondered why I wasn't pursuing my life's passion...which since I don't know what that is (I am taking suggestions - recommend a passion and I'll pursue it) I put myself in a funky mood.
The thing that's the most upsetting about this is I had worn my interview underpants. I don't know why I'm sharing this other than it obviously has lost it's charm, like in the magical sense. Anyhow in my recent interviewing history I find that I wear the same underpants. Call it superstition, call it having something "on my side," call it neurotic but I've never had a negative feeling during an interview or after and I think they have something to do with it.
They are my superman underpants. I feel that after today I have to burn them. I have 3 pairs in total and I feel I should put them all in the oven and roast and eat them for how awful I felt after today. There is no magic in underpants or in accounting. I am going to pursue an existence where I don't have to exist. I ask how this is possible? The only thing I know is the answer doesn't involve my underpants.
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Perhaps a new location requires a new 'lucky charm ' so dont pitch the lucky-undies, just set them aside in case you come back to chicago in the future, and find yourself a new relic, charm, talisman, etc.
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