If I didn't learn anything else at Heartland tonight, I learned that I am one of over 150 applicants for the Program Assistant job. I have a .666% chance of getting that job. Those odds are practically laughable. No--they are laughable. I'm still curiously optimistic about it, though.
A gentleman with an accent came up to the advising desk yesterday morning at Heartland. I quietly and cordially asked him if I could ask where he was from and he said England. And then I asked if I could ask where at in England and he said Liverpool. And I told him that I was there over the summer, in Cambridge, doing an internship. He had no interest in my story and I was bummed. I really wanted to talk England with him and ask him why he was here, of all places, but he just wasn't having it. :(
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