Feb 12, 2008 17:43
And naturally, having complained repeatedly about my tedious life, I'm now (figuratively) biting my nails. Mom showed me a want ad for a part-time bank teller last week, and I talked myself into applying. And what do you know, but today I set up an interview for Thursday.
Nerve-wracking! I can't stop thinking about the things I'm going to have to consider. It's only 16 hours a week, so I'll have to stay at Penney's part-time too, just less hours and likely I won't be able to keep doing replenishment and will have to go back to working customer service. I hate customer service, but I like money, so I will just have to suck it up. Being a bank teller is customer service anyway, so I will definitely be sucking it up all around. And maybe I'll be able to stay on replenishment, I don't know.
I'm trying to concentrate on not getting ahead of myself and having no luck. I have no experience in banking, so I'm really kind of doubtful that I'll get hired. Once I have repeated that enough, I will certainly stop obsessing.
In a really small part of my mind, I'm incredibly disappointed that I might have to switch departments at Penney's just as I've really made friends with my coworkers, especially N, who is my age and has a lot in common with me. I hope I can stay on replenishment, I really do, because gossiping with her about cute guys and annoying coworkers is the best part of working there!
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