Luck Be A Job Tonight
So, you may recall that I left Jiffy Lube last month, just gave my two weeks notice and walked. It was a bit of a scary move, doing so without another job lined up, but it was something I felt I needed to do. I decided that I needed a couple of weeks to just recenter myself, and I had the money in the bank to do so without worries.
Well, that 2 weeks turned into a month, something which I firmly blame on Skyrim (gawd help me, not only have I fallen completely into it, I bought a copy for Jessica and SHE'S hooked). I did finally start looking, but I fully admit I didn't put as much energy into it as I should have. Easy to fall into a rut, you know? Now, that being said, I just put in a resume to be a Territory Manager for Valspar (paints, industrial coatings, etc.). No word yet on that.
Today, middle of the afternoon, I get a text asking if I'm working today. No clue who sent it, don't recognize the number. Turns out that this is a former customer of mine that to whom I had spoken about graphic design and whatnot. That was something like 18 months ago, but he still had my number. He's at a point where he needs a designer on staff, and called me to talk.
I scooted my big ass over to his office (all of ten minutes away!), and we shot the breeze for a good hour and a half. I met the rest of the office, we discussed possibilities, yadda yadda yadda. In the end, he's not sure if he wants me for an artist, or if he wants me for some other reason...but he wants me there. Can I start Monday morning?
O.o - Um, YEAH.
How in the HELL did that happen? Dunno, don't care. I like what I'm seeing, what I'm hearing.
Well, that 2 weeks turned into a month, something which I firmly blame on Skyrim (gawd help me, not only have I fallen completely into it, I bought a copy for Jessica and SHE'S hooked). I did finally start looking, but I fully admit I didn't put as much energy into it as I should have. Easy to fall into a rut, you know? Now, that being said, I just put in a resume to be a Territory Manager for Valspar (paints, industrial coatings, etc.). No word yet on that.
Today, middle of the afternoon, I get a text asking if I'm working today. No clue who sent it, don't recognize the number. Turns out that this is a former customer of mine that to whom I had spoken about graphic design and whatnot. That was something like 18 months ago, but he still had my number. He's at a point where he needs a designer on staff, and called me to talk.
I scooted my big ass over to his office (all of ten minutes away!), and we shot the breeze for a good hour and a half. I met the rest of the office, we discussed possibilities, yadda yadda yadda. In the end, he's not sure if he wants me for an artist, or if he wants me for some other reason...but he wants me there. Can I start Monday morning?
O.o - Um, YEAH.
How in the HELL did that happen? Dunno, don't care. I like what I'm seeing, what I'm hearing.