Interview time!

I'm sitting here in my car waiting for the longest train in the history of the world. Might as well blog.

I have an interview today. I'm all dressed up, hair in a French twist. I really hate interviews. I want to waltz in there and tell them just to save time because I can do this job in my sleep and no one else will be as accurate as my anal retentive, perfectionist ass who will make friends with everyone instead of piss off all the engineers like most people in my field do. I hate beating around the bush. Let's just get the job done. Instead, I have to be all politically correct and sell my talents gracefully. Bah!