Okay, okay, I'll say it...
I HATE WAITING!!!!
There that feels better.
My whole life these days, weeks, months involves an enormous amount of waiting. Waiting for other people to make up their minds about MY future. It niggles.
If I understood correctly (and I think I was slightly distracted at the time so I might not have), I am/was supposed to be called yesterday afternoon or this morning with the offer for a temporary professorship at a D.C. area policy school.
No call, and it is 12:08 pacific time. So they are late.
My rational brain says, so what? They are late. People are late all the time. Particularly when a bureacratic process is involved. Just because they are late doesn't mean it is bad news. Maybe it is slow because they want to offer me more money. All sorts of good things could be happening. Who knows?
But my id, which is generally feeling very neglected these days, just lies on the floor, pounding her little fists and feet, shouting:
I HATE WAITING!!!!!!!!!!!!!
There that feels better.
My whole life these days, weeks, months involves an enormous amount of waiting. Waiting for other people to make up their minds about MY future. It niggles.
If I understood correctly (and I think I was slightly distracted at the time so I might not have), I am/was supposed to be called yesterday afternoon or this morning with the offer for a temporary professorship at a D.C. area policy school.
No call, and it is 12:08 pacific time. So they are late.
My rational brain says, so what? They are late. People are late all the time. Particularly when a bureacratic process is involved. Just because they are late doesn't mean it is bad news. Maybe it is slow because they want to offer me more money. All sorts of good things could be happening. Who knows?
But my id, which is generally feeling very neglected these days, just lies on the floor, pounding her little fists and feet, shouting:
I HATE WAITING!!!!!!!!!!!!!
posted by Abby at 3:18 PM
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