One Of Us

Cursing myspace was one of my favorite pastimes before I joined and now I kind of like what is has to offer, but secretly I think joining is like drinking the punch at a scientology meeting. Had a reunion of sorts last night with an old friend from high school who I found on myspace which has helped to spur the turnaround in my view of it.

I met Angela at Fred's 62 a trendy diner with the breakfast anytime menu and a wine and beer selection. Talk about best of both worlds. Now I can finally realize my dream of Guinness pancakes....mmmmmmmmmmmmm. Seriously though we had a great time catching up and reminiscing about old times and gossiping about what classmates are doing now. There was something very comfortable about the whole situation despite the 12 years it has been since we have seen each other. Of course I am one of those people that easliy picks up right where I left off the next time I see an old friend. Best of all I have finally gotten together with someone in L.A. that lives here and I know. Not friend of a friend but now my friend, which may sound like somewhat of a possesive statement but I mean it in the sense that I feel more like I have done something for myself and reached out to someone to start establishing new relationships here on my own.

As we left Fred's we walked past a movie theater that she frequents and I told her about my how I went to this weird group interview at a theater where they literally interviewed everyone together. When I mentioned the name of the theater(Arc Light) Angela said "Oh no!" and I wasn't sure what her exclamation was referencing and she told me it is a theater run by scientologists. All of a sudden everything clicked. After the interview when they told me and some others that they we not going to continue the interview process with us and that we could go. One of the others inquired as to what it was they did not like and they said that we did not seem to be listening to the others when they were talking and were not engaged. This pissed me off to no end and I got very defensive not because they did not want to hire me but because he gave a bullshit reason why. He didn't have to answer the question he could have just said that the other candidates seem to be a better fit or something to that effect. But he had to go and say what he did and it just didn't make any sense. The others were not talking to us and sometime while other people were talking I was thinking of my answer to the question they asked, which were all ridiculous, and so I was "engaged" in forming my response and not in giving a shit what the other applicants were saying, especially since they were not talking directly to me and we were not having a group discussion. Obviously I feel strongly about this matter and I have ranted to no end about it most likely incoherently to you poor readers. The point is that I could not figure out what made me no annoyed almost angry about what transpired and when Angela told me that is was a damn scientology run theater it all made sense. How's that for making a long story even more excruciatingly long.

The job search has picked up considerably and I have had several interviews in the last week and a half but still no job. It seems more like a matter of time now as opposed to the despair I felt only a short time ago.

I'm Chester Riddles and I'm just......LIVIN' THE DREAM!