Hungry, no food in house.
Just drove another 200 mile round trip for a half hour interview, but this time, there was clickage. Part of being an intern therapist is getting a good supervisor - that takes luck and a lot of hunting. I feel quite good about this one, and when I left she was making a note to call my references.
I think I’ve done my time with County X Mental Health Dept. I have to call and let someone know I’m taking a pass - the third interview is for a department I don’t think I want to work in, and driving another 200 miles for an interview with them isn’t really worth it. If I don’t get the green with one of the two positions I’ve interviewed for, I’ll stick it out in the town I’m in.
In other news, I recieved my diploma today. It only took them five months. rolls eyes
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