Miraculously Heeled

Last Thursday I was freaking out about my first interview scheduled for 3pm the next day. I stupidly forgot any an all interview attire at home. And by "interview attire" I mean the ONE pair of black heels I own (but never wear) and some sad, cheap, clam digger length slacks I bought 2 years ago.

Jackie, professional shopper extraordinaire, came to my rescue and took me to the Stanford Shopping Center. Yes, it's just as upper middle class wasparific as you think it is, and it saved my life. The cosmos aligned and I found the perfect interview outfit including a pair of heels that I can actually walk around in for more than 10 minutes.



I don't have a printer at my apartment so the day of the interview was spent scrambling around town trying to print and copy my resume. THE FUCKING AWFUL PROBLEM WITH DOWNTOWN OAKLAND is the totally absurd lack of parking. Imagine that there is a Walgreens, a Ralph's, a Wells Fargo, a FedEx Kinkos, a Bank of America, a Coco's and a 7-11 all lined up next to eachother. Now imagine that there are only 15 parking spaces for all of them. Now give all of these spaces a meter. Now make each meter 5 MINUTES per QUARTER. That was my problem last Friday.

I finally get my shit done and I head over to the BART station to park my car and head over to the city for my interview. BECAUSE NO ONE DRIVES TO SAN FRANCISCO - THERE IS NO PARKING THERE. Guess what? there is no parking in the Oakland Bart stations either.

So I have no choice but to drive to San Francisco.
Brave the one way streets.
Park in a lot that charges 3.00 per 20 minutes. (But don't worry there is a 32.00 maximum!)

I stepped out of the parking lot and stomped down the street in my heels, pretending I was on my way back to the office from a leisurely lunch. It felt great to walk around in a ACTUAL city with cabs and bike messengers and hustle and bustle.

After all that trouble: finding the outfit, finding the printer, finally finding the parking, I walked through the big glass doors and into the marble lobby, completely convinced that it was ALL worth it.




Heading into the East Bay from the Bay Bridge. Traffic was slow enough for me to take this picture.