Good Luck RK...

Well, Robbie just left for his first official interview, with portfolio, extra copies of his resume and references in hand. We spent some time yesterday and today studying interview q&a. The poor guy is so nervous! I have always felt that if I interview I will get the job. Robbie on the other hand isn't that confident in his interviewing skills. I know, however, that he is a great guy (as most of you already know as well!) and would be a great asset to any company out there.

I am sure he is feeling a little uncomfortable wearing slacks, a dress shirt and dress shoes. Three years of t-shirts, jeans and Vans have made him permanent Casual Robbie.....his outfit today must feel odd. But, he sure did look nice. : )

Not much else to report. We are just hanging in there and so grateful for the support we have in all of you. A BIG thank you to my grandparents who sent an early birthday surprise...it came just in time.

Happy Friday everyone!

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Wis said…
I hope the interview went well. I'm sure his work spoke for itself.

I hate the idea of interviewing as well. It's just sort of strange like you have one shot at impressing someone enough to make them feel comfortable hiring you.

I'll probably give you guys a call this weekend just to catch up more thoroughly. I heard Laura's working this weekend so I'm sure you'll be on Emma duty some of the time.
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