How I Spent My Holiday or "Drive On"

I'm a little nutty borderline obsessive with a dash of OCD. I'm OK with it thought, ya know, I manage it and I make it work for me. I'm not going to take my dreams lightly. I'm going for it 1000% , No holds bar, balls to the wall (or ovaries in my case). I had received an e-mail notice about the City of Santa Clara and their hiring announcement, on Memorial Day, Monday. OK well technically I received it on Sunday night at 11pm; who in their right mind check their e-mail at 11 pm on a Sunday? I had to make a decision. I could pas this rare opportunity up or drive like hell on Monday and back to LA by Tuesday.Drive like hell. It was well worth the day off. I felt good to be home and I felt I had made a good choice. I got my application in what has to be the most painless application process to date. The drive was the highlight of my trip.

Like I said. I began my trip on Monday midday. In my excitement I had stupidly left my wallet with my roommate who I asked to carry it the previous night. She called me and without thinking to look at the gas gauge before I left I shot a look down as she told me she had my wallet. I was about to be one stranded mutha-----. I about a drop away from the fuel light coming on. I had no money, no ID, no gas and had put more than 100 miles between myself and LA. I thought for sure I was screwed. I ended up calling AAA. The guy came and explained that he could but me gas if I could provide him with a credit card number. Towing me back over the grapevine was going to take too long and I really didn't want to spend more time on the road than I had to. So I drove my happy ass all the way back 100 some odd miles over the grapevine and then up North. I made it and all was good.

Now to await the written test.

San Jose or How Hot Was It?

Initially I strayed away from applying here. Not because I don't do well in heat or very large cities but because I just don't know a lot about the department. Sometimes it seems unfair to me when people don't know about the departments they apply for. But I guess it doesn't matter when one is applying for one of the topmost competitive jobs on Earth. The written test was very similar to others. I felt prepared but in the end my scores reflected my level of NON preparedness. When I got notice of not passing, I actually wasn't too hurt. Dunno why.