I am in limbo right now, on so many levels it’s not even funny….

From Arabic tests to relationship stress to what the heck am I doing after this summer? Were the choices I made mine? were they the right ones?  am I blaming all those around me without being introspective?  Am I striving in the areas that matter?  I don’t know.

I guess it’s all part of being a grown up.  But it’s not easy to sit here, and feel like I’m in limbo… like there’s a million other places that I would rather be than Egypt… like speaking ARabinglish is getting old, like I made a wrong turn somehwere, on the highway of complacency and satsifaction with life…

but I know this is all because of the unknown, 2 months to go and so much has be done in this time period, it’s daunting… I guess in this respect I’m kind of life Egypt itself, waiting to see whether the outcome is something that will be good or bad, whether life from here on out will be better or worse…

wait did I just compare my first world, BAP problems to those facing one of the most important nations in the Arab world?  Yes I did… wow, I need some humble pie with a side of get back to reality sandwich.


You’re too Qualified to work here


ok, I’ve heard of stuff like this but I can’t believe it’s actually happened to me.

In the action packed two weeks between returning from the U.K. and starting my Arabic program I went on the dreaded job interviews: The suit, the figuring out where everything is, getting their mad early, trecking through the D.C. area heat and humidity just to make a good freaking impression… did I mention that my wonderful press and curl from PHD (if you are black, in the U.K. and in need of some tlc for your hair, PHD is THE place to go, I don’t what I am going to do without them 😦

… Anyway in the course of my interviews I hear the refrain, “why does someone as educated as you want to work here?”  or “We don’t usually get people as educated as you”  or some  other form of it.  And the story ends with the rejection letter.

I am mad.  Well, not mad, but confused at how someone gets turned down because their too educated or qualified.  I have good reasoning, or so I thought.

oh well, maybe it was for some other reason… but asserting that it’s because I was too good for them makes me feel better…lol 😉