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June 19, 2002 *

Six days!


I was awoken this morning (rather afternoon, but who's counting?) by the phone. It was Diane, the lady that's supposed to be helping me find work. Anyways, she left a huge long message.

I played it back, barely able to stand up... I was groggy, give me a break. I called her back because she said she found a great job for me... pays well, sounds like something I'd like to do. I found out that someone asked her directly if she knew of anyone that he could hire for TOMORROW!

Based on Diane's word, all I had to do was tell her "yes, I would take the job" and boom! the job is mine.

So, as of tomorrow MORNING (yikes!), I'll be back on the work force. This means I have to notify everyone who is everyone within ten days that I'm employed so it doesn't interrupt my "benefits". Mom thinks I might even be eligible for food stamps again because this is a part-time job (one day a month) and it doesn't give me enough money to be exempt from food stamps. So... maybe. I'll find out tomorrow when I call around.

My alarm is set right now for *gasp* 7:30 a.m. tomorrow morning. Diane is driving me to work, so I don't have to figure out what bus to take immediately or anything. I think I'm excited about this job because I haven't had one in such a long time, and it's not like I'm diving into something extreme right away now. Besides, it's going to look good on my resumé that I'm currently employed. (this is a permanent position, just very infrequent, that's all!)

This means I'll get a little cash, but I don't think it's enough to have it effect any "benefits" I'm currently getting, nor is it going to be frequent/long enough that I'll get sick of it right away and start hating the work force again. Besides, a company that would want to hire me, seeing that I'm even willing to take a job like this will be more apt to look at my resumé a little longer. :) *crosses fingers* I hope. :)

Carisa

Happy idea for today:
the pinch marks on the ends of hotdogs (p. 121)

(From: 14,000 things to be happy about. by Barbara Ann Kipfer)

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