Bit of an about face

So the place that they didn't think was interested in me actually is interested in me, so I'm going for an interview tomorrow. That was a pleasant surprise. They didn't say as much, but I suspect the delay was due to Patriots' Day, aka Marathon Monday.

On top of a phone interview today this has turned out to be a pretty productive week.

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So my week filled up unexpectedly. In addition to the phone interview, which I think went well, I also have that interview for tomorrow set up, and then when I went out for a walk I got a call for another one in Waltham on Friday. When it rains it pours.

And some of the Italian guys in one store were quietly snickering when I butchered the pronunciation of “gnocchi” (apparently it’s “knock-ee”) and I was tempted to pull my very pale arm out of the sleeve and ask if I looked like I knew how it was pronounced. I think it's pretty damn obvious when you look at me that I'm primarily Irish.

And since it's about 80 degrees out this is the time of year when I start to get reminded just how very very pale I am, and I admit that I'm a little self-conscious about it since it causes people to make judgments about my lifestyle, for instance assume I never get out. As a matter of fact, the pedometer on my phone shows that I walk around a mile on most days, and today it was more like two and a half. And no, I will not subject myself to a concentrated dose of radiation just so I fit some standard of beauty. My family has enough of a history with cancer, thank you very much.