an expensive peice of paper

[lainiswired]

ok so the status is i am going on my third interview tomorrow with wacovia bank. third interview this week not third interview with them. so the job i really want is with production plus. it is the perfect marriage between independent and corporate. i do not think it went so well. all i want is a job that pays the bills and insurance. i do not think this is so unreasonable. did i specify one job. just one. not two. and weekends off would be great. so we get to the part of what do you want to do with the rest of your life which seems to be the million dollar question these days. well i can tell you that retail and folding t shirts is a drag and that while i can balance a tray of drinks and walk in platform shoes at the same time i would rather be sitting down at a table drinking the drink and having a hard time walking in platform shoes later. so i know i do not want to do these things. so later it occurred to me that if i had my way i would just dance. i would get paid to dance, and no smart ass not in the stripper variety. so what ever affords me to do that, since making a living doing this is only if you are in bellydance superstars and still it is not as novel as we like to believe, and have insurance in the meantime is fine with me. so neal's boss does not want to hire me because i may get bored with how repetative the job is that he is hiring for. boo. hiss. so i got another job @ 8 an hour under the table. ok lets think about this i make more money as a hostess. and i did not spend six years of my life to make 8 bucks an hour part time to still cocktail. so tomorrow is an interview with wacovia. starts at 10.10 and in 8 weeks you get 11.33 and insurance and bonuses and you get to wear jeans. i am selling out. i spent six years to make 10.10 an hour and be excited about it which is depressing. i think i would have done better to have never gone to school. plus once people learn that you are an art major the classic question is why do you want to work here? and i think because you have insurance and i have bills and art does not pay the bills. the downfall with wacovia is once i am no longer training i have to work saturdays at 7 am til 3:30 which sucks but sometimes more often than not you have to eat shit. at least eating shit with insurance is more appealing. at least in the meantime it is not a dead end job. neil's boss still wants to meet with me again monday so at least it is not totally out of the question.

the funny thing is today i got my expensive piece of paper in the mail today that laughs at me and says hey! you paid lots of money for me and you still cannot get a job.

needed retail therapy. called to see if i was eligible for an upgrade on my cell phone and bought the pink razor for 120