  I was just laying down for a nap due to my inability to stay awake for more than three hours when my phone rang. These days I'd prefer not to answer it, and two features make this worse: Caller ID plus knowing that every call is for me, never for a roommate. So when a local number I don't recognize calls, I get at once excited and nervous, knowing that it's likely one of the thirty-something employers I've passed out my number to. After my weird weekend interview in the parking lot, I vowed to keep up my job search. Then I decided that it's just as well to spend that time reading or relaxing because I have a job -- perhaps I'll just look for something more fulfilling for the summer. So today, Target called. Great. Here's the kicker: I applied for overnight stocking. I hear it's good because the pay is high and there's no customers. Now I'm rethinking my decision: especially because my interview is at 22:00. I've rediscovered the joys of going to bed early. We'll see how it turns out; I've yet to hear (obviously) whether I've passed my drug screen. 
