Monday, February 27, 2012

Dear Organizer

What the hell does "Dear Organizer" mean? It's like dear diary but addressed to your organizer. I don't keep a diary and got bored so I decided to put my thoughts into writing... in my organizer.

I felt stupid writing to myself. It's like talking to yourself but on paper which kinda makes it worse because if it's on paper, it's official. And then I remembered I have a blog.

Blogging isn't crazy because you're not really talking to yourself. You're addressing the bloggosphere--friends and family and the occasional creepy stranger who may or may not be a serial killer. See, not crazy at all.

Anyway, this is what I was just telling my dear organizer:

I'm a little bit conflicted. Tomorrow is my final interview for (insert name of pharmaceutical company here). I've been looking forward to their call. The company is reputable and the compensation offer is great. While I was waiting for the call, I promised I'd cancel any prior commitment for this.

Then came another call. It's for another interview from another company. But it's not just another company. It's a very well known brewery. They set a conflicting schedule with my final interview for (pharma company). You see, dear organizer, (distilling company) to others is what (pharma company) is to me. If they got the call, they would stop everything they're doing.

I'm caught between the horns of dilemma. Whichever I choose, I'd be screwing up the other one. These companies don't reschedule. You practically have to bend over backwards for them. Unfortunately, I'm no gymnast.

What do you think should I do, dear organizer?

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