what was i thinking

once (or for a few of us, a couple of times) in our lives, we make a big boo-boo. yesterday in my enthusiasm for resume dropping, i found this sales position in a forex trading company on the school's career website and thought, yeah i can do sales, what the heck, just drop, not gonna cost me a thing. and since my resume reflects nothing of financial inclination (other than depleting it of course), i thought to write a convincing cover letter. in an amazing few minutes i had conjured up why i had taken a sudden interest in forex markets, how i was "educating myself" and "intrigued" by how political science and economics, stuff i only understood in theory before, came to life in forex markets. oh what a truckload of BS.

and what a shot in the foot seriously. the guy called me back last night and i almost flipped out because it was the last call i was expecting. oh, hi, great, not too convenient right now, would you mind if i called you back? tomorrow morning at 8? sure. ok, talk to you soon, thanks.

at least that's 8 eastern time which gives me a little time to read the company website and some forex news. refreshing my memory of that international finance class i really did not enjoy.

what possessed me to do such a silly thing still befuddles me and i am quite tempted to not call him back. but that would be such a quitter thing to do wouldn't it? i guess i'll just thicken my skin and brave the ten minutes (anything more and i'll pretend i have a bad connection). at least he won't be able see my face cringing away in agony/cursing him to his death when he asks a tough question.