I have an interview

I know none of you are aware of my totally sketchy NYC job situation for the past two years but here is the condensed version. I landed here from Paris October 26, 2006, my brother kicked me and Mr. Big out and I moved in with a girlfriend and two large dogs. Needless to say, that lasted for about a month, and then I met him. That is another blog all together so next time. Anyway, I temped for a bit, worked for a high end well know NYC interior designer, then got a "real" job selling print. It was a great opportunity at the time and after a year things went down hill. The company ran into financial probs and I cut my losses and quit. I started my own company about two months ago and have been attempting to get some business closed but no cigar yet. So, in the spirit of making rent and being able to shop I started to look for another paying job. I found a job on Linkedin, applied and got the first interview. Interesting twist with this company is that it is headed up by a TV talking head who also happens to be handsome and single. I got called back for the second interview (which is tomorrow) and I have to interview with handsome/single/TV guy. This should be interesting.

Back to USA land in NYC!

I have been putting off starting this blog up again just b/c there is so much to tell. Where do I start? I have decided that I will give a brief overview of the last almost 3 years YIKES! We have a lot of ground to cover but there is much to tell. I ended up running out of money in Paris and my bro flew into Paris the last week I was there. I organized the party and we had tons of fun! Bro and I made plans to take the TGV to Marseilles then East to Nice. We stayed at swanky HI Hotel and rode bikes along Meditereanean. We took a day trip to Monoco and then headed to Lyon. I had one meal in Lyon with my bro and had to high tail it outta Lyon back to Paris to take care of Mr. Big. He needed to get updated vet check for the flight back to the states. My master plan was to fly with my bro to NYC (where he lives) and crash on his couch and then live with my girlfriend who also lives in NYC. So, ride to airport in Paris have to fly Mr. Big cargo again (so I think). I have his paperwork, attempt to make reservation in french and do not get it but was told I can probably show up and put him on cargo flight. Take cab to Cargo section 100 euros...she waits in cab while I negotiate with Cargo and after an hour they say No! WHAT!!!??? Mr. Big can't be left behind in Paris ...how do I get him home when my flight leaves in two hours???? Cabbie says just take him into airport and check him in with you (french love animals!) I stand in line forever to check in and they say where is your ticket for Monsieur Gros? I said I did not know I would need one? (play stupid!) They point to ticket counter and say to get one for him and he can go on the flight with me under the plane!!!!!!! It worked out and was one of the only easy things I have ever done in this fine country of France. My cab fare was 168 euros but my ticket for Mr. Big was only 10 euros so I think I did okay! I get stopped by security (of course) and get the major pat down, they find a Bobbi Brown lip gloss and almost take me into private room. Finally get to gate where my brother is standing and looking so relieved to see me, we are the last to get on plane. He said he thought he would have to call my P's to say I never made it! On flight safely to NYC...my life starts anew...