1) Wait, where's my spam folder? Maybe I got a response and gmail thought it was spam...
Oh, oops, no spam. How is that even possible?
2) I miss the days at my college library where I dared to leave my laptop unattended.
Now I'm ferociously protective of my netbook, the less expensive, prized cousin of the college laptop.
3) Believe me baristas, I've been a barista. I know what it's like to see that person who spends all her time and money in your coffee shop. But believe me, job searching is work too! Shh.. you weren't supposed to see I was on facebook and/or blogging!
4) Shoot. There's a typo there. If only I hadn't read and reread that email thirteen times, I would have noticed it!
5) Hm.. maybe my name's too long. Yes, that is definitely it. Name is too long. Lets shorten it. Wait what?
6) Yes, I will lug around a 1,000-page-novel to distract myself from job searching when I need a break from researching on the internet but don't dare to step away from my strategically chosen table near the electric socket. And if I close my computer I might lose all those windows I opened!
7) Okay, now I HAVE to walk around. What can I leave behind on my table that wouldn't be likely to be stolen? And even if it were stolen, wouldn't matter much? And it needs to suggests there is a person inhabiting said table, making it not welcome to be taken over by you or anyone else!
8) Time to move on. Until next time, decision makers somehow connected to me through the world wide web.
