today was a low day for me. can we say, "desparate"???
so i went out today looking for more jobs. i went over to stop and shop but the hiring manager wasn't there and the girl was not helpful in telling me when i might be able to catch him. then i went walking down the other side of main street, not towards whole foods, hoping maybe something would be down there.*** nothing. so i went up rochambeau street to hope street down past the library because there are lots of litle stores and shops, i applied at some dry cleaner/laundrymat. but the kid said the help wanted sign was always up because the guy was always firing people, so it doesn't sound too promising. i turned around and walked back towards home.
and i got desparate. i called papa ginos in plymouth figuring they'll take me back no question and i'll get the same pay as when i left ($9/hr which is more than i've been able to find in providence) and i can just stay at my moms house during the week and stay in providence and have andy time on the weekends. so i called and talked to louise. she put the GM on the phone and i have to meet her friday at 3. she's looking for a prep person 8-11, and then i'd work until 2 or 3 a few days, too. and probably sundays, too, just to get my hours up. it seems promising. i hope my mom doesn't mind or nicole because i'd be staying at my moms during the week and depending on nicole for rides. i think they will both be understanding because they know my current status as far as money and want me to get back on my feet and it won't be for too long, just until i find something here. so.. wish me all the luck in the world... i need it more than ever right now.
***so, i'm walking up branch ave. it meets n. main st, and on the corner there is a cemetary. there's a little circle to drive up to and park in. so i cut through the circle and make my way onto n. main st. i get to the sidewalk, and a car beeps. i look, and it's a fancy black car and there's a man on his cell phone inside. i turned and kept walking. he beeps again. this time when i turn, he waves me over, so i figure he must be lost, he needs directions. i'll just walk over, keeping a safe distance, and see if he needs help, it's a wicked busy street and the fire station is right there, i'm safe. i start walking over, he puts his phone down and rolls down the passenger side window. he asks how i am, what my name is, if i lived around here, what i was doing, if i go to college, where i live, what sort of work im looking for, and tells me i looked real good, so much so that he had to stop and talk to me. i didn't know what to do. i didn't want to be a douchebag because i don't know what his intentions are thus far, i figure if i'm nice, the less chance he does something horrible to me. i (nicely) tell him i really can't stop and talk, as i needed to find a job, and so he asks if i'll call him. i say i don't have a pen. he says if i give you my number, will you call me? i say possibly. he says he can work with posibly. as he's writing his number down, he also tells me he works for human resources and said he could talk to some people and try getting me a job. i smiled, took his number, and walked away. terrified that he was going to follow me home because he asked where i lived a million and one times. but i think i'm safe. he must have been in his thirties. he was gross (to me). he looked fancy, like he had a bit of money. i never should have wished i had a sugar daddy. hha!
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and i got desparate. i called papa ginos in plymouth figuring they'll take me back no question and i'll get the same pay as when i left ($9/hr which is more than i've been able to find in providence) and i can just stay at my moms house during the week and stay in providence and have andy time on the weekends. so i called and talked to louise. she put the GM on the phone and i have to meet her friday at 3. she's looking for a prep person 8-11, and then i'd work until 2 or 3 a few days, too. and probably sundays, too, just to get my hours up. it seems promising. i hope my mom doesn't mind or nicole because i'd be staying at my moms during the week and depending on nicole for rides. i think they will both be understanding because they know my current status as far as money and want me to get back on my feet and it won't be for too long, just until i find something here. so.. wish me all the luck in the world... i need it more than ever right now.
***so, i'm walking up branch ave. it meets n. main st, and on the corner there is a cemetary. there's a little circle to drive up to and park in. so i cut through the circle and make my way onto n. main st. i get to the sidewalk, and a car beeps. i look, and it's a fancy black car and there's a man on his cell phone inside. i turned and kept walking. he beeps again. this time when i turn, he waves me over, so i figure he must be lost, he needs directions. i'll just walk over, keeping a safe distance, and see if he needs help, it's a wicked busy street and the fire station is right there, i'm safe. i start walking over, he puts his phone down and rolls down the passenger side window. he asks how i am, what my name is, if i lived around here, what i was doing, if i go to college, where i live, what sort of work im looking for, and tells me i looked real good, so much so that he had to stop and talk to me. i didn't know what to do. i didn't want to be a douchebag because i don't know what his intentions are thus far, i figure if i'm nice, the less chance he does something horrible to me. i (nicely) tell him i really can't stop and talk, as i needed to find a job, and so he asks if i'll call him. i say i don't have a pen. he says if i give you my number, will you call me? i say possibly. he says he can work with posibly. as he's writing his number down, he also tells me he works for human resources and said he could talk to some people and try getting me a job. i smiled, took his number, and walked away. terrified that he was going to follow me home because he asked where i lived a million and one times. but i think i'm safe. he must have been in his thirties. he was gross (to me). he looked fancy, like he had a bit of money. i never should have wished i had a sugar daddy. hha!
xodesiree