Specifically, she has (borrowing from Elf), passed through the seven levels of unemployment, sailed across the sea of Job Searches and finally walked through the Lincoln Tunnel, I mean the interview.
Yes, boys and girls, I lost my job. Strange as it may seem, this is good news, because NOW I have a new job with structure and flow and a chain of command! Working for nice people! With real office supplies! I no longer have to beg pens from banks. Color me ecstatic. Color me thankful. Color me relieved and incredulous and all sorts of happy, happy, happy.
Merry Christmas, peeps.