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I keep starting this and then deleting it. Because, well, quite frankly I'm sick of hearing me whine about this. It makes me feel like I suck at life and have nothing else to say, which I suppose for the moment is the truth. (Although not the complete truth because! I have a lot to say! Because Paul was here! And he bought me a present from the LV store on the Champs Elysee! And I'm not totally spoiled or anything!)

Anyway, even though you don't want to hear it and I don't want to hear it I'm going to launch into this whole "Woe is me, nobody wants to hire me or even give me an interview for that matter" bit. Feel free to look away.

I've learned not even to get my hopes up. For example, I was referred this past week by a relative of mine who is somewhat of a VIP in one of the major auditing firms. Am I surprised that I heard nothing from the recruiter who was supposed to be in contact with me? Nope. Just incredibly depressed because once again the crickets are chirping and they're saying that I suck.

The Hubs says I just need to be a bit more patient, but even he agrees that a recruiter shouldn't take three days to respond, particularly not when you've been referred by someone up there in the company. So I'm taking it as rejection until I hear otherwise.

I think I'm going to go wallow in my pathetic-ness now. Or maybe do something productive like look for more companies I can get rejected by.

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