not a job hunting blog

Today I got a very pleasant, dare I say sincere-sounding rejection call from a job I interviewed for over a month ago. The fact that they bothered to call me makes me more apt to believe they really did have a hard time deciding. On the one hand, I'm getting a little weary of all the rejection. On the other hand, I suppose it's nice to hear that I am not completely without merit, professionally speaking? I was starting to wonder, ngl.

Anyway, I'm still not looking, but egret alerted me to an open position via Twitter that I will probably apply for. Chances are they won't even call, considering it's in NYC and it's a high-profile institute, but I have the experience for sure, so what the hell. Worse comes to worse, they won't call. And the best-case scenario is that I will have to scrape up the cash to move to New York after all, which I definitely would not complain about. So we'll see.

Of course there are five houses in my neighborhood for sale -- well, four; one was pulled off the market -- and none are selling, so it's not a great time to be trying to move anyway. You'd think that would be exactly the time I'd get offered a job, but I'm not really counting on fate these days.