The Deal with the thing and the stuff…
I got an offer on the condo last week. I got the voicemail on Thursday after class, before I got to read the actual offer. It sucks to get excited and then face reality. It was way too low.
ST can tell you, I am not good at bartering. I am able to get away with it during car purchases because I am very, very aware the whole car industry is so confusing that it’s possible the dealership cost involved imaginary numbers multipled by pi. But otherwise? Give me a sticker. I won’t even complain that it has .99 at the end. I just want to know how many paper strips and shiny disks I should hand over in return for said object.
But thankfully, ST’s around to stop me from doing things like selling the condo for six dollars and a goat. We countered, but so far no further interest. I wouldn’t be surprised if I hear from the guy again. But I won’t be surprised if I don’t either.
Strangely, the fact that I got an offer, even a low one, made me a bit more relaxed about the whole situation.
Jinx-me-not-the-second: I had a job interview today. For, of all things, PR work. Sadly, I think my lack of experience will edge me out. It would have been interesting and challenging, but to be honest perhaps a little more commitment than I could make with my school load. It’s hard to say since they seemed very unsure of exactly what I’d be doing. I’ll know for sure by the end of the week.
Other items of interest: The cat (Zulu) continues to thrive; my camera cable continues to roam free; and I got a ‘B’ on my organic chem test which I am guiltily proud of (I know I should be shooting for an ‘A’, but have you SEEN organic chemistry??).
Update! Camera cable located! In a desk drawer. Not the freezer. Not the litter box. How the hell was I supposed to know to look for it there?
Presenting…the ‘Lu.
