They say bad things come in threes. Now, I’m not superstitious, but this week has an ominous feel to it.
First, if you missed my rant on Sunday, I didn’t get that job I was hoping for. That in itself would have been bad enough. What made it worse is that they never let me know that I didn’t get it but I only found out when they posted a photo of the guy who did get it on Facebook. (If you try to read that particular post now you’ll find that it’s set to private – I needed to vent but I’d rather not let the anger and bitterness permanently affect my home page.)
