I really should be doing work... but instead I'm writing about my craigslist adventures
Continuing the trend of writing in my livejournal only when I really shouldn't...
Tara has been writing really long and wonderful entries lately, and it makes me want to write really long and possibly less wonderful essays all the time. But we'll see how far this one goes. The theme of this entry is Craigslist and why I love it so much.
I found another job opportunity on Friday by accident (on Craigslist), right after I finally submitted my stupid Americorps application (can I just say how annoying those things are? They only allow for 200 CHARACTERS to describe how you developed specific skills! Also, 200 characters to describe your duties at former places of employment. When I learned how to write resumes and apply to things, they always said to really sell yourself, which is REALLY hard to do in 200 characters. But I digress...). Anyway, it's this program called Servant Year, which is affiliated with americorps, but not listed on their site, and you have to apply directly. But you still get Americorps health care benefits and also
... some girl in the library just said very nonchalantly, "We're engaged. I'm using her ring. me and ben are."
what?
Anyway. You still get americorps health care benefits, the $4,250 award for paying back loans, and also housing, and a $500 a month stipend (not much, I know), but I'd get to live in a big house in Philly with a bunch of other people (Christians... but probably liberal Christians because they're social justice Christians), and they place you in a social service organization in the city. Not to mention that THREE of the listed organizations (I think 6 in total) are organizations I applied to last summer or thought about working for.
I just don't feel like I'm ready to plunge head-first into the world of working. This seems like a nice way to ease myself in. PLUS, everyone who lives in the house eats dinner together every Wednesday, and I love cooking for people, and yes. It sounds very cool. Not a good way to save a lot of money, but could be really good.
So we'll see. I have to do my application first.
My OTHER recent positive Craigslist experience came by way of my wanting to buy one of those hand mixer things so I could actually make cookies (creaming butter is nearly impossible without one. It seriously takes forever). So, I finally found one for $10 on Craigslist and was very pleased, since it was in Pheonixville, which is, I thought, about 20 minutes away (I work in P-ville).. So I dropped an email to the woman, who replied that I could pick it up that day, and then called Brian because we were supposed to hang out anyway, and I didn't really want to drive to a strange place by myself.
So Brian and I set off; it ended up being about 40 minutes away rather than 20, which was a bummer but still okay because I hadn't yet seen a nice mixer under $30. We drove through farmland (what???) and a ridiculous country song came on XPN (we thought we'd driven out of range, but we were wrong) all about how the singer "lost a girl to Jesus" and if he ever met him, he'd "kick his ass". Which was hilarious and terrible all at once.
We finally found the development, and, as Brian said, "They've got rolling hills in their backyard!"... it was an upscale development in the middle of a lot of farmland. We got out and went to the door, and a young woman answered and ushered us inside. The first thing she says is, "Are you guys over 18?"
um, what?
But then she continues, telling us that she can't drive and she's been stuck in the house all day, and all she really wants is a packet of cigarettes. So, if we'll drive to a Wawa 2 miles away and buy her a pack of Marlboro Menthols, she'll trade them for the mixer.
Guys, I bartered! It was like traveling in time! Farmland and bartering for goods!
So, I ended up getting the mixer for $4.45 (plus the cost of gas, but you know), and I bought the first packet of cigarettes I've ever purchased. I think the woman at Wawa could tell. She didn't ask to see my ID though.
Anyway, not that ridiculous or great of a story, but I enjoyed it. Bartering!
In case you were wondering, I made chocolate chip cookies that night. :)
Tara has been writing really long and wonderful entries lately, and it makes me want to write really long and possibly less wonderful essays all the time. But we'll see how far this one goes. The theme of this entry is Craigslist and why I love it so much.
I found another job opportunity on Friday by accident (on Craigslist), right after I finally submitted my stupid Americorps application (can I just say how annoying those things are? They only allow for 200 CHARACTERS to describe how you developed specific skills! Also, 200 characters to describe your duties at former places of employment. When I learned how to write resumes and apply to things, they always said to really sell yourself, which is REALLY hard to do in 200 characters. But I digress...). Anyway, it's this program called Servant Year, which is affiliated with americorps, but not listed on their site, and you have to apply directly. But you still get Americorps health care benefits and also
... some girl in the library just said very nonchalantly, "We're engaged. I'm using her ring. me and ben are."
what?
Anyway. You still get americorps health care benefits, the $4,250 award for paying back loans, and also housing, and a $500 a month stipend (not much, I know), but I'd get to live in a big house in Philly with a bunch of other people (Christians... but probably liberal Christians because they're social justice Christians), and they place you in a social service organization in the city. Not to mention that THREE of the listed organizations (I think 6 in total) are organizations I applied to last summer or thought about working for.
I just don't feel like I'm ready to plunge head-first into the world of working. This seems like a nice way to ease myself in. PLUS, everyone who lives in the house eats dinner together every Wednesday, and I love cooking for people, and yes. It sounds very cool. Not a good way to save a lot of money, but could be really good.
So we'll see. I have to do my application first.
My OTHER recent positive Craigslist experience came by way of my wanting to buy one of those hand mixer things so I could actually make cookies (creaming butter is nearly impossible without one. It seriously takes forever). So, I finally found one for $10 on Craigslist and was very pleased, since it was in Pheonixville, which is, I thought, about 20 minutes away (I work in P-ville).. So I dropped an email to the woman, who replied that I could pick it up that day, and then called Brian because we were supposed to hang out anyway, and I didn't really want to drive to a strange place by myself.
So Brian and I set off; it ended up being about 40 minutes away rather than 20, which was a bummer but still okay because I hadn't yet seen a nice mixer under $30. We drove through farmland (what???) and a ridiculous country song came on XPN (we thought we'd driven out of range, but we were wrong) all about how the singer "lost a girl to Jesus" and if he ever met him, he'd "kick his ass". Which was hilarious and terrible all at once.
We finally found the development, and, as Brian said, "They've got rolling hills in their backyard!"... it was an upscale development in the middle of a lot of farmland. We got out and went to the door, and a young woman answered and ushered us inside. The first thing she says is, "Are you guys over 18?"
um, what?
But then she continues, telling us that she can't drive and she's been stuck in the house all day, and all she really wants is a packet of cigarettes. So, if we'll drive to a Wawa 2 miles away and buy her a pack of Marlboro Menthols, she'll trade them for the mixer.
Guys, I bartered! It was like traveling in time! Farmland and bartering for goods!
So, I ended up getting the mixer for $4.45 (plus the cost of gas, but you know), and I bought the first packet of cigarettes I've ever purchased. I think the woman at Wawa could tell. She didn't ask to see my ID though.
Anyway, not that ridiculous or great of a story, but I enjoyed it. Bartering!
In case you were wondering, I made chocolate chip cookies that night. :)