Defeat and Therapy

I almost had a job lined up. I must admit, at first I was exicted of the prospects. This job was listed on Craig's List, and had a great line in the ad about respect and kindess to patients and employees alike. And also boasted would train for the right person. Oh, the office was Chicago Smile/Design. Okay, so I submit resume. I get a call. I get an interview. I get a working interview...all for the front desk...you know where you sign patients in and out and bill them...
Well, they didn't pick me. I was their only canidate, but they still didn't pick me. So, after feeling pissed, and after feeling down about my luck, I decided that ultimately, I'm totally angry. This is my therapy session:

Dear Dr. T and all your little girls that work for you,

Hi, it's Nina. Remember me? Oh sure you do, you know, the girl that came in for a "working interview" on Tuesday? Right, right...Yeah, thanks for that chance. I didn't get a chance with you guys calling so late last night to tell me that I wasn't going to get the job...that you were just going to appoint some dental assistant to do it. So, thank you. Thank you for putting an ad on Craig's List, which, undoubtedly I, along with countless others foolishly thought this was a prime opportunity, and a great sounding gig. Boy were we idiots. Thanks for the first interview where all the little girlys got a chance to act professional by interviewing me, one by one, not really asking any questions. That was fun. OH! And really, many thanks for giving me a "working interview" too! I know that it's such slim pickings out there, and you have no other choice but to make people come and and pretend that they work in your little salon style office. I know, I know...you can never really be sure if people really can alphabetize and speak on the phone, so you make them try out, while giving them other dumb busy work to do. I liked pulling the charts and then putting them back. That was the best fun ever!!! EVER!!! Oh, one more thing. I really wanted to give you guys big ups for the whole black suit thing. I've never, EVER, seen an office of FBI wanna-Be's running a dental office like that before. Sure isn't something you see in good ole' Shawnee, Oklahoma often. I mean, y'all looked so growed up and professional like all dressed in black...my goodness Bessy! Yeah...that suit I picked up for my "working interview" (which I wasn't even paid for) is really going to come in handy the next time someone I know DIES!!! So fuck you very much, I had a great fucking time, and girls...if Dr. T tells you to bend over, I hope you like it! Or maybe it's Dr. T that should be worried. Ta ta...gotta burn some pants.

Love Nina.


Well, that would've felt better if I could have said it to their smug faces while weilding the bird....

AHHH HHAAAA!!!

After many attempts to sign into my long lost, and sadly, cast-away blog, I DID IT!!! I remembered the password, and now, here I am. The old password had associations with the former Mr. Nina, so I did change that at once to reflect the newly (well, not so much anymore) divorced ME!!! IN YO' FACE!!!

I live in Chicago now. This next few lines goes out the ever hateful, and always full of shit ELISE:

-um, yeah, Elise is it? I live in Chicago, and you don't. Aparently, word on the street is you feel like hot shit now that you live in MIDWEST CITY, OK. Woohoo for you Tubs. But seriously, I know what it feels like to victoriously make it out of Shawnee, and good for you. But know this...you bragging on and on about your new hottness in MWC, all for the sake of rubbing it in other peoples faces (ALLIE'S, we're not stupid) is the dumbest thing ever. You'll never be one off those people that amounts to anything other than what you are...decline in your status maybe, but not much else. You being a bitch to one of the planet's nicest, sensitive, caring, and friendliest people, is just what you are; selfish, arrogant (for what, I still haven't figured out yet), hot-aired, cruel, and just plain ugly. Allie never told you this, but she is going far, and will leave you sucking her dust....and she didn't tell you cus you, as always, would just shit on her parade. Well, jokes on you, cus you opted for easy, not fab. Enjoy your sweet fat ass now.

Sorry everyone else...that was rude and ugly of me. But know this. If ever there was some ungracious bitch out there making a huge fool of themselves at the expense of your feelings, I'd say the same thing.

But back to Chicago! It's lovely here. I'm afaid I might melt away this summer whilst walking about from place to place, but it's still lovely. I am a bit worried about jobs, but it's only been a week, right. Hopefully something fantastic (like the soon to be opened assistant job in the Art History Dept. at Depauls Lincoln Parks campus...I prematurely sent my resume to a cool lady named TUESDAY on wednesday) will come along, and I can say triumphantly, "AHHH HHAAAA!!!! I've arrived, I've made it, I am HERE!"

Well, this lady is hungry, and needs to rehydrate, lest I whither (is that how you spell that) away.

kiss kiss

Things I Am Thinking About

I love my friends so dearly. Some may say I show them more love than I do my family. I have heard that before, so I'm not just making that up. I don't know why I am more affectionate in my behavior towards my friends. I guess it stems from some kind of childhood trauma. Maybe, after so many years of moving and having to say goodbye to close friends, but always having my family with me, I've put more emphasis on loving my friends, actively loving my friends. But is that my fault? I'm pretty sure that both of my sisters do it that way too....so maybe I'm not just the screwed up one in the fam?

WHAT'S THAT YOU SAY?

My word...How sad the blogging world has become with Myspace taking over everything. I am to blame as much as the next person is for this lack of enthusiasm towards blogging. I must say though, it is quite exciting to Myspace...With fancy pages that have glitter and sparkles...Then there's that wonderful little flashy man that tells you if your friend is on Myspace at the very moment! I have fallen so in love with the myspacing, I've found myself pimping it out to all the others around me, like cheap drugs or something. I even have Aaron jumping in on all that. Life is full of surprises, yes?! Well, I have to go now to do some...Laundry..Yeah, laundry is what I'm going to do! OH! YOU CAUGHT ME! I'm going to get back on myspace before work! Won't you join me?

I miss you most of all

This is the season that I hate the most, although, my birthday is starting to come in a close second (only becuase the last few hasn't been as exciting as I always hope for). And the worst part of it all is that I work in the F-ing mall. How much more lame can that be? I spend the better part of my day there, and I'm still broke. All of these not so cheery people buying holiday replacement for love for those they really despise, and just passing down the hate to me as they impatiently wait in line and criticise all that I do. Yeah, thanks for the lovely behavior, now please get out of here. If I could make it different, if I could wish for something else for myself, I would be rich, or at least well of to not have to work everyday, and do all of my holiday shopping online, in june. I would not go to the mall, not even work there, and I would pass out fliers (newsletters if you will) passing judegement on the people that are just plain hateful. Yes I would. Ba and humbug. Merry Christmas. Now, where is the pie?

hello my friends

I just wanted to say hi. I miss everyone. I am going to vegas to meet up with my two friends, Jessie and Hanni. I hope it will be fun, and I wont wind up on CSI or something like that...Oh that wouldn't be very good. It will be fine. I need to get out of OKLAHOMA, or at least TULSA, and relieve all this stress and crap I have resting on my shoulders and chest. I need to forget about the last couple of months at PAC SUN, the last couple of failed attempts to do something cool in TULSA, and playing second fiddle to others around me, and just go, have a blast, forget about it all. Hopefully I'll come back a better person because of it. We'll see I guess. But incase my plane goes down, I want you to all know that I love you all. Okay, it's not going to go down, I do love you all. Toodles!

I love CHICAGO!!

So, would it be completely awful of me to just not go home? I know my husband is in Tulsa, and my job is in Tulsa...and aside from it being utterly difficult to get a new husband, I could just get a new job (Levi doesn't want to move up here)...

I can't believe that I never really wanted to come to Chicago before. I can't believe all the wonderful things I almost missed seeing because I was so narrow minded. I've seen Lake Michagan in all it's wonder, the Chicago Tribune, been inside the Hancock Observatorium (thanks to Linda), ridden on the bus and train and taxi, eaten deep dish Chicago style pizza, seen Wriggly field from Tracy's rooftop, and so much more! I LOVE IT HERE!

So, to all those that are considering coming to Chicago, DO IT!! It will be the most wonderful experience in the world!