Jan 06, 2006 11:13
So I went for my lovely job interview at a nice little cafe/restaurant type thang downtown. I think I'd like to work there. The people seem nice and the place has got character... and they serve organic fair trade coffee so yay for the socially conscious business. The owner is British and to me there's nothing better than a British accent. There is also no uniform involved and tattoos are not frowned upon. The interview was not really like an interview at all, and more like a casual conversation... which is how I often get jobs so I guess it's a good sign. So I'm going in for a couple hours sometime next week. I hope this works out because I hate looking for jobs with a passion.
Time to go to my other job now... the one that pays decent. Then I'll roll on into the weekend in which I plan to get drunk at least two nights in a row. May as well, since the end of my holiday.
Oh yeah, Eric! I've been trying to call you because I used you as a reference. I also emailed you. Call me! And expect a call from a person named Jamie or Cheryl... tell them I know how to make awesome sandwiches.