Nightlily's Journal: I'm happy I'm not getting this job

I interviewed at an automotive parts company for their helpdesk. Company, good. Everything else, bad. Very bad.

2 hour commute for my current pay (until I get Pfired) and it's in South Bend, Indiana. So in other words, I'd have to buy fuel for my shitty car, get oil changes more frequently and somehow pray it survives the year contract in hopes of becoming an employee and then hope I can afford a new car.

And yes, grad school would pretty much be a pipe dream while working there.

So I rejoice in the fact it appears the job is not mine.