It is 6:30 CST in Chicago right now. I am supposed to be on a plane back to LAX. But my flight got canceled. Going to be a looong night.
This experience – the job search, not the airport – has been such an interesting lesson in the difference between what happens and what is "supposed to happen." Very frequently they have not been the same. Or at least what I would expect. But strangely, despite the delay, it will work out. I am going to get home tonight. I am going to get a job this year.
Kraft was good. Very good. If I am offered a job it will most likely be in Minneapolis, Minnesota. Which is totally crazy. Totally overwhelming. Totally cool.
Not that I am planning or anything. Just waiting. For a flight – and a job.
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