I have an interview tomorrow afternoon for a job that would be, it seems, a carbon copy of the one I left behind when I moved to New Zealand. This being a corporate receptionist position. I don't really want the job, but I do want a job, so I agreed to go to the interview. Plus, the commute would be sweet. The place is about 5 minutes from home. For those who know Columbia, it's right in the same parking lot as Eggspectations. That's close.
No, I'm not going to take a job just because the office is nearby. Probably.