cat and mouse
I really hate waiting and being waited on. Phone calls, tardiness (others and my own), line ups, and the like. I think I get it from my dad; he’s always been the one herding us into the car to make sure we get to whatever destination on time, if not five minutes early.
I’m currently waiting for a phone call. A phone call for employment; therefore, this additional tidbit of information makes the situation even worse; not only am I waiting for a phone call, I am also hoping that this phone call will be a positive conversation. However, I don’t deal with confrontation and rejection very easily (and am a slight control freak), so a part of me doesn’t want to pick up the phone when she calls. That way, if it’s a rejection message, I can simply press 7 and it will be deleted and all will be forgotten. If it is a congratulatory message, I am now the one who is control, and she will be the one sweating and hoping that I call her back in order to accept the position.
Piratina said,
May 31, 2008 at 5:58 am
Isn’t it amazing how the table can turn. I perfer to get the news in a message myself, I like to think my voicemail message is so witty that if they were going to reject me they would reconsider changing their decision souly based on my funny voicemail prompt.
It rarely ever works.