Here we go again.....

Friday afternoon at approximately 4:30 the phone rang. I checked caller ID and it said Private Call Private Number...

That's a new one.

And, what's surprising is - I answered it.

"Hello, is Sandra home?" the call started. "Speaking" I said.

"We would like to know if you could come in next Wednesday around lunch time for an interview?"

"I can do that" I replied "But...may I ask who is calling?"

"Iamgoingtomumblethenamesoyouwontunderstand, Patent Attorney's", she stated.

I told her I could be there at noon and had to ask for an address, and I asked who I should ask for when I get there.

"Oh, Matt or Marilyn"

I had no idea in hell who had just called me. I had an address and a time to be at that address next Wednesday.

I love Google.

I put the address in and presto!! I know who it is I am going to see next Wednesday about a possible job!

Yea!

Now, I have absolutely no idea what the position is. I truly do not remember applying for a position with a law firm - but since I have done database/admin/management/IT/MIS/purchasing type jobs for the last 30 years it must be one of those or a combination thereof.

I told the roomie (I am trying desperately not to get excited after the last disappointment) and he just said "Pam works for an attorney and only gets paid minimum wage as a file clerk."

So much for moral support.

And, I am NOT Pam (she is his ex-wife, divorced in 1991).

I told him if I want to earn minimum wage I will work for Wal-Mart or something like that. Oh, and I have not applied for any file clerk jobs. I'll leave those for Pam.

Anyway - I have an interview. Maybe this is the first (well, fourth actually) of many to come. Maybe it will be the job I've always wanted. Fun, fortune, fame...wait...its a patent attorney office. ohwell

I can dream can't I?