I have reminded him repeatedly that hiring for the rest of the world does not work like it does at the shop, where as long as you have a pulse and can write your name you get hired. There are things like reference checks, and other things to be done.
Still he calls up to seventy billion times a day to ask if I have a job. (Because surely I would get hired somewhere and NOT call him to tell him.) So now not only do I feel like a GIANT FAILURE because I haven't been hired, I feel like a GIANT ANNOYED FAILURE with a husband who will not lay off the fact that I have not been hired yet.
Any suggestions anyone? I mean just short of selling my crappy kidneys I am not sure what to do.