Look at me, actually posting two days in a row. Yay.

I'm freaking tired.

So today I went on my interview at Company A. Honestly, I was not all that taken with the company or the people who interviewed me. The position was sales, pretty much exactly what I've been doing, except for magazines. I was asked, "Why you do think you'd even be able to sell print when you only have experience in TV and radio?" Uh, well, I don't know, maybe because it's SELLING? I was able to sell radio after only knowing how TV worked, and I think I did all right, so what was up with the attitude? I almost wanted to ask them why they even called me in when they had seen my resume, but whatever.

Today I learned what question it is that I hate the most: "What motivates you?"

Money.

I want to make money and lots of it. I want to pay off my debt, buy a place on Central Park West and never have to worry about my credit card statement and whether I can pay it. I want to drop $500 at Banana Republic and not even think about it (wait, I already do that. crap.). I want to travel first-class and stay in 5 star hotels and eat in 5-star restaurants. If I get married, I want to have a dress by Vera Wang, buy dresses for my bridesmaids that they actually will be able to wear again, have an open bar with top-shelf liquor, serve fillet Mignon and lobster, and have Bon Jovi play at the reception. I want to buy season tickets at Yankee Stadium and box seats at Clemson football games. I want to be able to afford to get my hair highlighted every other month and get a manicure and pedicure every week. I want to be RICH.* That's what motivates me.

Okay, so maybe that's not the best answer.

So I honestly hate this question. I always think back to 10th-grade psych when we learned about Freud and his theory that sex is what motivates everyone to get out of bed in the morning and go to work. I don't think that answer would sit well either. And I definitely wouldn't have the nerve to say that in an interview. So what the hell am I supposed to say?

I rambled on about self-motivation and how I always push myself to do more and challenge myself, blah blah blah---but that doesn't really answer the question. Yet they seem satisfied when this is my response. I feel if I'm asked this question, I probably won't want to work for you.

After the interview, I hung out in Bryant Park while I waited to meet my buddy Jonah for lunch. It was once again unseasonably warm today, which was nice. We went to lunch at an Irish pub on 45th between 6th and 7th called O'Lunney's (http://www.olunneys.com/olunneys.html). Beers were had and it was a good time.

I didn't hear from Foley until about an hour ago. he said he was driving back from the Bronx and wanted to know if I wanted to walk around. Never mind the fact that it's currently pouring rain that will result in flooding, I want to know who the hell travels to NYC and DRIVES?! I told you the kid was nuts.

Haven't heard back from Company B just yet. I had to fill out a form about my job history and why I think I'd be a good candidate, etc...I'm hoping I didn't write something that turned them off! Who knows.

Anyway that's about it. I've heard a lot of you are reading or going to see "The Other Boleyn Girl" as well...I'm only on page 40 or something like that, so don't spoil anything for me!

Talk to you all soon!


*This kind of rich would probably require me to make around $50 million a year, but hey, one can dream.

Current Book: "The Other Boleyn Girl" by Philippa Gregory.