Job search part three

Eliot Hospital rejected me via snail mail yesterday afternoon (after telling me over the phone yesterday morning I was still a candidate). You figure out the logistics of that one. I also rejected my local hospital yesterday morning, which was really tough, considering some of my friends and several of my former teachers work there.
And this morning I get a call from Somervile Hospital asking me for an interview. Not the place I necessarily would have chosen, but a very desirable-sounding job nonetheless.
I kind of feel like I'm chasing my tail, but whatever.
And my mother is still prattling on about how I've ruined her life ...