I’m thinking that being Jeffrey and being this amazing and fabulous is becoming a hindrance to my acquiring a new job.  The fact that I’m in my mid 50’s shouldn’t weigh on their decision at all!  I certainly don’t look like someone who should be put out to pasture and lord knows I’ve met a few bitchy cows in my life!   I do everything I know to do!  I look dress the part, and when I arrive at my destination, We just waltz into the room, meet the person whom I’m interviewing with a friendly smile and a nice handshake and sit where they point!  And I trudge on with the interview smiling and answering all the questions.

Why is it that most people, both guys and girls, who become bosses lose their sense of style?  I mean, come on!! I sit there distracted by their office decorations thinking all the while that the entire décor is offending all of my 4 senses.  Most of the offices I sat in to interview were done in early Sears and I mean the softer side too!  Too many earth tones and you’ll want to start tunneling your way out!  Of course, I dressed the part always wanted to put my best foot forward looking great!  My mantra for men’s pants are “NO FRONTAL PLEATS … EVER!!!!”  The best advice I ever received!

But I digress.  Why aren’t I being called back for a second interviews?  Why are those harpies in the waiting room getting the jobs over me!  I bring experience and organizational skills!  They only bring their tah-tahs and tight outfits!  But not to worry … Jeffrey will prevail!  I will find a way to shine, like the glimmering star in the universe of me! Nike be damned, I CAN do it!