Trying not to get any big ideas, honnnnest.
Yeow, so I did an uber job search with Maria today. It kinda started with low morale and increasingly became even MORE demoralizing, but! it got better! So I'm rather optimistic. The Sugar Bowl manager was kind of scary, but he kinda offered a job for $8? Tentatively. Actually, most people in Scottsdale were just scary. And strangely very tan. Correlation? I think so.
I have other prospects with La Grande Orange, Wildflower Bread Co, and a Mexican restaurant across the street from me, all at varying degrees of likeliness. And then there is a tea bar at Town and Country that I think I would LOVE to work at, very new age-y and herbal remedy-ish, but the manager wasn't there so I couldn't talk to her. Very cool place, nice energy, nice workers, but then again I think I might just like it for the way it fits my personal egoic image of New Age spaceyness. We'll see what happens?
So, I just feel good about all the work I did, and all the freaking applications. God, I know the addresses and phone numbers of my old work places better than I did when I actually WORKED there. And it's kinda scary for me to think what Monica would say about me as an employee/waitress. I didn't leave on the best of terms, and I was really flaky and emotional when I left. But she loved me most of the time I was there. And maybe I'm too optimistic to be concerned about this, but I'm worrying about getting the best job. Like if one place is first to offer me a job and I take it, but another one offers me a job afterwards that I would prefer. But in a way, I have faith that the job I end up with will be the "right" one. I'm looking too far ahead though. Ahhhhh I just need money ;____;
Buh. I think next summer, I'll just stay in Tacoma. It 's just a killer telling people I'm leaving in August. But then again, this summer might give me some hope and opportunities.
Totes unrelated, "Nude" from Radiohead's In Rainbows is pure sex. Guhhhhh. For those of you who have a sex life, make love to it nowwwww.
I have other prospects with La Grande Orange, Wildflower Bread Co, and a Mexican restaurant across the street from me, all at varying degrees of likeliness. And then there is a tea bar at Town and Country that I think I would LOVE to work at, very new age-y and herbal remedy-ish, but the manager wasn't there so I couldn't talk to her. Very cool place, nice energy, nice workers, but then again I think I might just like it for the way it fits my personal egoic image of New Age spaceyness. We'll see what happens?
So, I just feel good about all the work I did, and all the freaking applications. God, I know the addresses and phone numbers of my old work places better than I did when I actually WORKED there. And it's kinda scary for me to think what Monica would say about me as an employee/waitress. I didn't leave on the best of terms, and I was really flaky and emotional when I left. But she loved me most of the time I was there. And maybe I'm too optimistic to be concerned about this, but I'm worrying about getting the best job. Like if one place is first to offer me a job and I take it, but another one offers me a job afterwards that I would prefer. But in a way, I have faith that the job I end up with will be the "right" one. I'm looking too far ahead though. Ahhhhh I just need money ;____;
Buh. I think next summer, I'll just stay in Tacoma. It 's just a killer telling people I'm leaving in August. But then again, this summer might give me some hope and opportunities.
Totes unrelated, "Nude" from Radiohead's In Rainbows is pure sex. Guhhhhh. For those of you who have a sex life, make love to it nowwwww.