Of course, there can be no insubstantial but happy-making moments without some sort of smackdown to follow, and I've gotten mine already. The University at which my dad was a prof for about a GENERATION, and where I myself spent summers and winter breaks working during college, and for which my skill set was a perfect match, has just rejected my application for a job I was extremely well qualified for.
It's almost impressive, how amazingly un-bright a move that is on their part. But then, the place ain't what it was before it turned into more of a corporation anyway. So sour grapes from me, all the way. Bleah.
At least my dog got some good playing time in with me before they shot me down.
*Flounce*
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