Now I'm mad at the Man in White for making the opportunity to score a job in my field. I've already called HIM every name in the book. The only reason I applied for the job was just for the sake of doing so. I really didn't think it would get to the point where they want to meet me. I was re-reading my post from yesterday and two things occurred to me: first, I wrote it on less than a good night's rest which always makes me extra irritable. Second, I paid close attention to the sentence regarding my ambivalence toward work. I thought about for a second and I realized that it's not so much about actually have a steady paying job, it's more about getting stuck someplace and doing something I have no real passion for. Yes, finding a job in my field would be great but the prospect of being stuck in a government job in a city that I'm not happy to be in, doing drone work just so I get a paycheck and benefits doesn't exactly thrill me. If all I want is a paycheck and benefits, I can go work at some coffee place. This government job doesn't sound like it would be anything more then mindless soul sucking busy work. I still could be wrong. I suppose I could just make an appointment and learn more about what the nature of the work. Just the same, I can't see any sort of real work, vis-a-vis historic preservation and urban planning in Southern California suburbia. This a place that reinforces the stereotype of Southern California preservation, if it's more than ten years old, it should be razed. Disneyland not withstanding, I can't see any sort of serious preservation value in suburbia. I could be shortsighted, We'll
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