Last year...

...on the Friday before Labor Day, I went out to the FedEx compound for an interview.

I first heard from this recruiter in May last year. Then I had a phone interview with the FedEx guy himself.

(I loved doing phone interview when I worked at the Sewer and Water Board. I'd go stand out on the sidewalk on St. Charles and watch the streetcars go by. It was nice. Idyllic.)

He liked me. And then nothing all summer. He still liked me, though. The recruiter assured me.

And then there was a hurricane. But it was all good! Dude wanted to talk to me in person, since I was in town and my house was probably washed away anyway.

Standing outside the building, I dropped my cell phone. It came back on, but the screen never worked again. An omen.

And he loved me some more! I showed him my online portfolio and he was so impressed! Great work! Got to have you! Welcome aboard, practically!

In October they sent me for a drug test and a background screening. They had to be serious about me, right?

And finally, in November, I gave them an ultimatum. "I need an answer by close of business tomorrow," I said, "or you can look for someone else."

I never heard from them again.