Really?

This morning I woke up feeling a little discouraged. I still haven't found a job. I've only had a couple of interviews and no offers. I'm waiting to hear from a hospital I interviewed at last week, but that's my last chance. I keep applying for positions, but my application seems to be automatically rejected sometimes because I don't have my Texas State Dietitian License yet. "Why don't you just get your dietitian license then?" you might ask. I only wish it were that simple. Last month after I passed the RD (Registered Dietitian) exam, I sent in my licensure application and fee, and took the Texas Jurisprudence exam (which was an additional fee), and ordered my official transcripts online from Weber State and BYU. A couple hundred dollars and two weeks later, I called on the status of my application. Some guy told me it would be processed by mid-September. I asked if everything had been received. He said, "yes." I said, "okay, bye."

Yesterday (another two weeks later) I called twice. Never got through.

This morning I called. On the third time I got through. A woman told me that my application had been received, but my transcripts had not been. I told her I was previously told they were. She put me on hold. Four minutes later she said that she checked every place they would be but they were not there. So I called BYU and Weber State to see if they never got sent. Both universities had sent them weeks ago. So I called back and told the woman I was sending more transcripts and asked if she could contact me when the transcripts arrived. She said no and that it takes at least ten days so I should call back then.

I called BYU and they sent another transcript (for free - thanks, BYU), but I had to send in another request form to Weber. So I printed the form, filled it out, and headed to FedEx Office to fax it. As I'm sending the fax at the fax counter without assistance from any FedEx employees, a male customer at the same counter asks the employee, "Has Shorty been helped?" I said, "I may be short, but I can work a fax machine, thank you." The employee told him, "Stop meddlin' in dat girl's bidness." Das right. Then he asked, "Is you a student at SMU?" I told him that I was no longer a student and was looking for a job as a dietitian. He then informed me that it would be a good idea to look at around at the hospitals, because they have lots of dietitians. REALLY? I wasn't aware. I said thanks and thought, "he may be dumb, but he's trying to be nice and helpful, even if he does say the 's word' every other word." (e.g. them hospitals have lots of dietitians, shoot. but not shoot. you get it). So I said, "I will, thanks." Then he said, "Or you know, you should look into the athletic department at SMU." I thanked him again for the idea and asked him if he went to SMU. He said, "$#!^ no, I'm an aggie. Dat jun-ya high's a piece of s..." Strange. But whatever, I think he's trying to be nice. Then he asked where I went to school and I told him Brigham Young University. He responded, "You just need to start havin' babies if you tryin' to catch up to Brennem Young, s...." Luckily my fax had finished so I smiled and walked away, understanding why SO MANY people have one of those gaudy gold A&M rings: if A&M will graduate that guy (with a very limited and often unintelligible vocabulary), they'll graduate anyone.

It's been one of those days where you just want to ask "Really?" to every person you see or talk to, and it's only noon.  I'm having ice cream for lunch. Really.