So I’ve been sick since… Friday night?  Saturday morning?  Hell, I can barely even remember anymore.  I’d tell you what was wrong but it doesn’t seem to be able to settle on anything, so take your pick: aches and pains, eye-popping migraine-style headaches, chills, sweats, intestinal/digestive stuff, sore throat, coughing, heart racing, out of breath, but like never more than two or three of those at the same time.  I missed work at my other job Saturday night because it felt like my eyes were trying to leap out of my head and missed this morning just because of generalized suck.  I have no sick days left and may be out tomorrow anyway.  I don’t know what the hell’s going on but for once I’m going to actually make a doctor’s appointment; this shit has gone on long enough.

(My wife thinks, and I think I agree, that it’s entirely stress-related, and that I’ve been having mini panic attacks, thus the occasional out-of-breath moments.  Which means that they’ll probably want to prescribe some sort of anti-anxiety medicine, which will take more time to kick in than there are days left in school.  So… not gonna do that.)

I had a phone interview today.  This should be a “Yay!” moment; I’m not expecting to secure a new job until fairly late in the summer, so even getting a phone call at this early stage is rather surprising.  More surprising?  It was with District Four.  The interview was supposed to be on Friday afternoon initially and ended up getting rescheduled because some sort of hell broke loose at school; it was moved to today at 3:45.  Which meant that I had to do a phone interview sick and in the “out of breath and heart hammering” stage of the illness.  And in the fine tradition of District Four, it was standardized.  The principal asked me several scripted questions involving hypothetical situations with kids who aren’t real, which makes the questions, at least for me, almost entirely unanswerable.  I mean, hell, I said something, but… meh.  The principal even had to inform me that he was unable to clarify or provide additional details on any of the questions, and at least once I could have used some clarification.  Plus the whole thing was recorded and on speakerphone, adding that last little bit of alienation and distance to the conversation.

This is no fucking way to hire people, by the way.  Watch; District Four is going to end up offering me a job after doing nothing right during the hiring process.  I know nothing about this guy or his building; he knows nothing about me.  Blech.

I’ve got another book review coming but I think this is all I can handle today.  Maybe I’ll go to work tomorrow and maybe I won’t; we’ll see.  I’d like my body back to normal now, please.