Apparently 2nd round interviews aren't just for qualified people anymore. There for toying with the emotions and minds of overqualified people. After being let down by the job market yet AGAIN I trotted out to Flushing to see my boyfriend Peter. He then did the most romantic thing any man has ever done for me- handed me his credit card and told me to buy myself something at Old Navy to cheer myself up.
It gets better.
When I got back he'd whipped up a pizza from scratch.
God has one wack sense of humor- no job but a great man!