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Oh, the joys of waking up early on a Saturday morning to get all dolled up and sit on public transit for an hour and a half (so that's three solid hours round trip) for a twenty minute interview.

Which I was kind of confused by, actually, because the woman just sort of talked at me for a while, then asked if I had any questions, and then when I asked her if she had any questions for me (I mean, she's supposed to be deciding if she wants me for this position, and I've said practically nothing about myself the whole time), she just sort of glanced back down at my resume and cover letter and was all no, I think we're good. And said I should keep in touch with her by e-mail over the summer about my job situation and what hours I could theoretically work.

Did I just get offered this internship? I haven't the faintest idea. And I had applied for either a fall or full season internship -- which am I being offered, if either? Or did the whole keep-in-touch thing imply that she'll let me know later in the summer about whether or not she wants me? I am so confused right now.

And then while I was walking back to the El afterwards, this random guy on the street cheerfully informed me that if he'd known all the women in Chicago were so hot, he would've moved here ages ago, and that I had a beautiful smile and great complexion and "baby got back," and "you've really got it going."

I thanked him and kept walking.