An Open Letter

I think the interviews went well. I’m really hoping that it works out and I get the job. I offered to pick up A later at night, and I stopped what I was doing and went drove over to drive her home, and I had two songs that I had added to my spotify that I was really liking. She skipped both of them, and honestly it kinda did rub me pretty wrong. I guess I haven’t really gotten over that fear and issue from highschool of showing other people my music, and I’m starting to not feel comfortable playing my music in the car with her since I don’t think she likes any of it. Or at least I don’t know. It just made me feel pretty sad. She also got kinda upset at me for not remembering a detail about one of her past jobs, which was a fairly minor thing and I’m also pretty certain she described in the past as a different job title. I just don’t like it.