Then I was in denial.
Next, I got pretty mad.
And then a lot madder.
To the point of exasperation and wanting really badly to cuss somebody out.
To their face.
Now, I'm just happy that I have a house to call home, some crappy weather to complain about and lots of other opportunities that are just around the corner.
Yeah, it turns out that somebody didn't get the message across that my husband is NOT at entry level. In fact, he is only one test away from being an accredited actuary, which is a pretty damn big deal. And anybody in the insurance industry ought to know that. Especially after 2 really good phone conversations in which my husband made his goals and skills readily apparent to anyone who might have truly been LISTENING.
At least they could have taken the time to READ his resume.
We wonder what these people must have been smoking.
Seriously.
Sometimes I can only sigh and smile and wonder WTF.
I guess we'll chalk this up to yet another misadventure in this whole effort to get our butts to Texas.
And hey, at least we didn't have to pay for that plane ticket.....
