I forgot to mention that I saw The Wreckers at Jake’s (formerly known as “The Tap,” formerly known as “Axis,” which I will always refer to as “Cracksis”)  last Wednesday with Curtis and Toby.

It had been such a crappy day up until that point — what with my electricity being turned off and me cleaning out my checking account to pay the bill.  Because he is such an awesome friend, Curtis bought my way in and two long island pitchers later, I was jamming to some girly poppy bluegrassy goodness.  (P.S. Michelle Branch is still smokin’.)  I have to remember to get out to a live show whenever I feel like completely isolating myself in self-pity.  It makes me feel *so* much better, if even for a night.

I’m in the middle of consecutive overnight number three.  I don’t have to work tomorrow, thank God.  Still, if you could only see me when I’m running on three hours sleep!  I am *so* much fun at work, because it’s like I’m drunk.  My speech gets kind of slurred, I laugh at everything, and nothing bothers me.  That’s the beauty of auto-pilot at the Buy.

And Sometimes? When people tell me how tired they are and how much they wish they weren’t working?  I have to resist the urge to kick them repeatedly in the balls [or cooch] [whatever the case].  I usually smile sympathetically and suppress the urge to one-up them, for two reasons:
–  I am so self-centered, I can’t imagine how anyone else could have the same degree of fatigue/job-hatred combo that I’ve got goin right now.
– I am so embarrassed by how much I make [and therefore how poor I am] that I don’t want to admit to people how much I have to work just to NOT overdraft my checking account.

And speaking of debt, there’s nothing like living electricity-free for two days to make you REALLY prepare for that real-world-job interview!  My official Chicago interview date is November 17th.  Tomorrow will be spent obtaining my official transcript and finding a writing sample that my interviewers will read.  I also have to brush up on my media planning skillz so I can beat out those college-senior bitches who are taking those classes right now.

In other news, I invited a kid in for an interview at Best Buy basically solely on the fact that his name was Matt Wilson.  I have no recollection of his actual job history.   I just liked it when someone was like, “Matt Wilson is here,” and I’m all, “Oh Yay! That’s my best friend! …But not really.”  We also interviewed applicants named “Deric Jeter” and “Jon Stewart,” because I know where my priorities are, and that’s entertainment.  …Best hiring coordinator ever.