The Burning of Atlanta

Thursday, January 24, I flew to Atlanta for an interview at Atlanta Children's Hospital. Position is a Technical Trainer for Epic project, specifically the "Order Entry" part.

Late Tuesday, I had come down with what I describe as a severe allergic reaction. My eyes werepuffed, I sneezed these cataclasmic sneezes, I stopped up, and it just got worse.

But, I still went to Atlanta, and with the help of generic Claritin I was able to perform, however, if I tilted my head any way but straight ahead, I felt like holy crap.

Interview was very tough, and included a training demonstration. I chose to demonstrate how to embed an Excel spreadsheet into a Word document, and then link them.

Following the teach was the interview ... and it was a doozy.

My limo picked me up afterwards and I returned to my hotel (the Doubletree, where dozens of over-achieving high school debaters seemed to always be talking to themselves in the hallway) and died. The allergies, the stress, the panic all sent me literally to bed.

I'm back in Tucson [getting back is another story, another time] and should here whether or not i've been selected. If so, I have to move to Atlanta immediately. I really do not know how this will all play out, but I'm game.