Nowhere to go but up

I am now tasked with a different type of writing as I tweak my resume to convince To Whom It May Concern that I am someone perfectly suited to be a flight attendant, just in case my writing career does not take off.
— The Road North, January 5th

My writing career has not taken off but my writing skills seem to have paid off. The cover letter and resume I dropped of at Air North for the position of flight attendant at least got me an interview. The big day is Jan 24. If I get this job, the road north will take to the sky. Air North flies from Whitehorse to Dawson City, Inuvik, Fairbanks, and a place called Old Crow among other destinations. I would love to have an opportunity to visit these places.

There are many many upsides to living in the boonies. Ozzie and I saw a moose wander across a field through my window just this morning. But there are downsides as well. Namely, not having a car and the fact there are no neighbours, so no other kids around. If I had a good job I would be able to buy a car and put Oscar in daycare. I do love living here but I would love it a lot more if I could leave at will and if Oscar could play with other kids.

 Our cabin in the boonies.

Our cabin in the boonies.

Here's the hitch. I suck at interviews. Ian Johnson of Princess Cruises once told me he almost didn't hire me based on my interview, and I was an awesome employee. I ended up working on cruise ships seven years, being assistant manager and many of the templates I designed are still in use.

If I could write the answers to the interview questions I might be okay although I looked it up and I'm pretty sure it's bad form to do so at the actual interview. A few beers might help but again, beer breath is bad form, and possibly slurring my words wouldn't help my cause.

To be fair, my last interview was 13 years ago, so I might be much better at interviews. Equally I could be much worse at it. I guess I will find out in four days.