Showing posts with label NYC Diners. Show all posts
Showing posts with label NYC Diners. Show all posts

Monday, September 14, 2009

Day 8

September 14, 2009

So, yesterday's blog made reference to ego checks. Well, folks, today is my day for an ego check. I am being a total brat about job hunting. I call my dad this morning and complain so bad, he tells me to, "Quit your whining. Grow up." Ouch dad! But thanks...I needed it!

I've grown up always getting what I want, right away. I'm quickly learning, life doesn't work this way. It sucks--why can't I be seven again? Everyone here wants you to have NYC experience. How do you get it if no one is willing to give you a chance? How can I get four job offers from Des Moines, but when I come here, I get none? My answer that has become my motto in life: "I don't know, but I'll figure it out."

As I'm walking, I notice the girl walking towards me wearing the EXACT same outfit as I am. A high waisted skirt, with a tucked-in white shirt, and black shoes! It's like in the mags--which girl wears it better. All votes go to...ME! Just kidding!

Central Park is beautiful to walk in today--green grass, sunshine, and tons of people. I'm pretty sure I see Chris Kattan running. I'm a big "Night at the Roxbury" fan, so I text the one person I know that is a movie quote king--my brother. His response: "He turned around and tipped his hat, (like this), and guess who it was? Emilio Esteves--the mighty duck man, I swear to God. And I was like Emilioooooo!" There was nothing I could do but laugh out loud as I'm walking by myself.

All I want for dinner is a big greasy cheeseburger. I feel I can splurge with all the walking I do. I go into a diner, where the waiter is ridiculously creepy. After saying some rather suggestive things to me, I get my check and bolt. He was almost as creepy as Patrick, from Long Island on Friday night. Yes, I didn't blog about how he asked if he could bite me, but now I realize, I can't leave it out.

He comes up and starts talking to me. He's pretty cute, but he then says, "Can I bite you?" I reply, "Umm, no, that's wierd. Normal people don't do that." So, he bites me anyway. "Owe! What the hell do you think you're doing?" I say. Who does this? Right then, he justified all of the stereotypes men from Long Island have. It only takes one to ruin it for the rest. The best thing to do in a situation like this is walk away. Just walk away, and laugh. =)

To finish the evening, I stop by Pinkberry Frozen Yogurt. You may recognize it from an episode of The Hills when Lo and Lauren eat there. Check out the website. It was delicious! I will most definately be going back! www.pinkberry.com

Note to self: When you are waiting for an interview e-mail response, and you know you're leaving the house for the day, dress interview appropriate. Don't rely on someone being home to let you in when you get back to change--when they aren't there, then you're in big trouble. When the whole lobby is filled with potential employees dressed in suits, you just want to go in the corner and die because you look like a fool, and someone not to be taken seriously. All I'm saying is, always be prepared.