Here we go again

They waste no time at the Detroit Historical Society. The interview yesterday went well. The woman "coached" me and told me to focus on examples from my jobs where I was in charge, a presense, and that concentrated on my decision making skills. I think they are primarily interested in teaching in that regard, but all that entered my mind was ushering. It's not a fun job and since we have no support from the grey coats (errr, jla security) I am in charge and 'manage' my section at all times. I made a list of what each job has provided me and after studying them all night, I think, I mean I know I am able handle the museum job. Anywho - the woman also said she would be putting my resume on the desk of her boss. Well, yesterday afternoon I got a call, it was from the DHM, and I have my second interview at 10:30. No time wasted. I should feel rather confident going in to this if for nothing else but their reaction: I mailed my resume on Monday; They called me Tuesday; I called back Wednesday (I was working Tues night); Interview Thurs; 2nd interview with COO Friday. Bam! And I do feel confident because I am confident. The End.

I got a parking ticket -again- yesterday. Why? They fucking hate my car at Wayne State. The meter at the corner of Kirby and Woodward is cursed. I put in eight quarters to cover my time (four would have been safe) but it only read one coin, so I only had twenty minutes in the meter. WTF? That is a dirty trick by the city. I should fight it, but it's just a parking ticket and the city needs money. They miswrote the ticket too - I don't have a two door car! I wonder if that means anything. While it probably does, I don't think I have the energy to find out. I hate Wayne State. It never fails, ever, that I get tickets when I park there. I should have parked in the garage, but that place kinda freaks me out, and I was dressed up. It's not like I could have run away from danger as fast as I could if were in casual clothes. I don't often think like that when I'm in my city, but I'm not stupid, I know it is Detroit and danger lurks in more places than what I'd like to think.

Oh yeah, I can even pay my ticket online now. That's a big improvement since the last one! Isn't that exciting?

I can't talk on my cell phone in the city while I'm driving anymore. I primarily do this only after hockey games. But soon that will be a $100 dollar fine. Don't blame me if I'd rather stick to giving Kwame money in increments of twenty at a time. Not to mention city tax; but on my measley wages, it is no wonder his croonies always feel the need to give me a ticket.

Wish me luck, again.