September 9, 2008
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bit of an up and down today.
yesterday went amazingly well. i was interviewed by five people, they all went great. today i got a call asking for my references – which means i passed the interviews. at this point, after my references check out, they’ll make me an offer and i get to go in for a drug test. then i’m in! hooray! i’m so excited i can’t stand it.
today i was planning on revising my resume, just for kicks and to keep things on file with the SJSU career center. i didn’t. along with a few other things that happened today that i really don’t want to get into, around noon my cat came into my room holding a mouse. i got him to drop it then locked him in my aunt’s bedroom to keep him from guarding it. i grabbed a plastic bag and picked it up. as i was going downstairs, i heard it shuffle around in the bag. so i closed my eyes, took a deep breath, and whacked it against our pegboard three times as hard as i could. it jerked once, made soft squeaking sound, and then went still. i checked it again about a minute later. it was officially gone. it hit me kind of hard, because it’s been a while since i killed an innocent creature. i felt bad most of the day, because i didn’t think of a more humane way to end the creature’s suffering until much later. but i am kind of taking comfort in the fact that i did end its suffering and that now it feels nothing.
i also take comfort in the fact that i felt anything at all. as someone who hangs out in the bowels of the internet, i’ve been worried the whole experience has jaded me. feeling bad about what i did means it hasn’t, and that’s probably the best thing i can take out of this whole experience.
but enough of that depressing topic. i need to watch some Slayers.
Comments (1)
Honestly, I don’t think I’d have done anything like that. Not because I don’t care, but I just don’t have the heart to do that. I guess it’s sort of reassuring to myself that I haven’t been totally desensitized and turned into an emotionless, sardonic jerk by the internet.