I've been telling people about this at least a thousand times but I feel the need to elaborate a bit.
I'm off to Winner, South Dakota tomorrow for a job interview. The position: Administrative Assistant
Yes, yes I've heard a thousand times "Why don't you get a job out here doing that?"
My answer "Well gee, if you could get any of those jobs to hire me then I'd LOVE to get a job out here doing that but in case you didn't know, for every one of me there are a thousand with identical credentials applying for that very same job."
Adults don't seem to believe this. They seem to think things are like they were back then, that if I keep at it like a terrier then eventually someone out here will hire me. Oh, that may work. If I wanted to wait 10 years for my life to go somewhere.
But I don't. I'm ready to start now with the grunt work and get myself into some form of marketability. If South Dakota can offer me that then I'm prepared to take the plunge to secure a better future.
The next question is "What about your boyfriend?"
This one does make some sense as he IS a sentient being with emotions. This also means he's fully capable of understanding how miserable I am right now and how desperate I am to be better that what I am now. AND, being an awesome man, he wants me to do better. He still has school and a summer class before he graduates, he understands that I don't want to be waiting around for him to get his diploma and have to follow on his coattails for my survival. If the relationship is going to work then it has to be as equal as it can possibly be. I don't want to be wholly dependent on him nor do I want him to be wholly dependent on me financially. So simply put, he understands and supports me even though the idea of us being even FURTHER apart is pretty depressing overall.
My mother...my mother is the source of probably all my complexes, whether good or bad. She is convinced I have contrived this job in order to get as far from her as possible. Some days I wish I was that clever...Honestly her empty nesting is driving me insane right now. I can only imagine how it will be if I actually get the job and move out there. No wait, I don't want to think about that. I'll think instead about how it will feel to eat one big meal a day when I'm sick and not have her nagging me about eating 6 small meals a day instead (thanks mom, tell that to my stomach when it's ready to upchuck at the sight of food for 90% of the day).
Anyways, I'll be back around 5 pm Saturday. Joe will be picking me up. I'm SUPPOSED to have WiFi at the Motel 8 so if I do and if I have time I'll post up my status of job or no job.
Sincerely, I really want to get this job. I think being that far from home will really help me get away from my massive dependency on my folks that college was never truly able to emulate. I'll miss everyone here but there is the internet and telephones and mail to keep in touch with. :) No one said that growing up would be painless, right?