out of the frying pan, into the fire
So you know how I was all pumped about having a new job so quickly after getting laid off from the old one?
Well, yesterday, I didn't last more than an hour. I just couldn't do it anymore. The endless monotony of calling up random strangers and asking them if they want to do something that they just can't afford or don't have any need for. And this place wanted me to leave a message on answering machines. After 20 times of saying the same thing on peoples' answering machines was just too much for me. After 45 minutes, I could literally feel my soul being sucked out of me.
So I told the woman working there that I wasn't going to be able to continue in that position. Thank you for the opportunity, but it's just not for me. She thanked me for my honesty.
So now what? Well, I'm going to have some breakfast and then go out to a couple places. Canadian Bread Bakers (a huge bakery that's just around the corner from bit_of_me's brother's house) is looking for a bakery products packager. And that's almost like factory work, so maybe I could do that. Plus it would mean that even if I worked late, I could still walk home, and not even have to worry about the bus. Cuz it's not that far from the Wellington, and I've walked home from the Wellington a couple times. The couple times I've gone to the Wellington, at least.
Also, there's a company called Global Eye Care that has an inbound/outbound call centre on Wyandotte E. They're looking for a bilingual customer service representative. And if I can get something out of those 6 years of living in Ottawa, then the description of bilingual should be it. Funny, I left Ottawa cuz I couldn't get any jobs cuz I wasn't bilingual enough. Maybe in Windsor I'll be more bilingual than I think.
Anyway, that's about it. I get to go pick up my last paycheque from Fresh Air Exchange tomorrow. I have to call tonite and get Emily to bring my book with her so I can get it back. I loaned her "Cry To Heaven" by Anne Rice cuz it's my favourite book and her friend told her she should read it. Hopefully she's had time to finish it. If not, maybe we can make an arrangement to get together when she's done. She was a really nice girl. Except for the fact that she wanted to set me up with one of her friends...one of her female friends. And as much as I've almost gotten to the point where I want to swear off men altogether, I'm not to the point where I want to be straight.
I watched In America last night. It was so sad and touching. Not what I was expecting at all. For some reason, I assumed that the story of a poor Irish family trying to make it in America was going to be set in the 19th century or something. Nope, this is set in the present. Or sometime resembling the present.
So, off I go into the wild blue yonder. Hopefully I can find something to tie me over until I can find a "real" job.
Well, yesterday, I didn't last more than an hour. I just couldn't do it anymore. The endless monotony of calling up random strangers and asking them if they want to do something that they just can't afford or don't have any need for. And this place wanted me to leave a message on answering machines. After 20 times of saying the same thing on peoples' answering machines was just too much for me. After 45 minutes, I could literally feel my soul being sucked out of me.
So I told the woman working there that I wasn't going to be able to continue in that position. Thank you for the opportunity, but it's just not for me. She thanked me for my honesty.
So now what? Well, I'm going to have some breakfast and then go out to a couple places. Canadian Bread Bakers (a huge bakery that's just around the corner from bit_of_me's brother's house) is looking for a bakery products packager. And that's almost like factory work, so maybe I could do that. Plus it would mean that even if I worked late, I could still walk home, and not even have to worry about the bus. Cuz it's not that far from the Wellington, and I've walked home from the Wellington a couple times. The couple times I've gone to the Wellington, at least.
Also, there's a company called Global Eye Care that has an inbound/outbound call centre on Wyandotte E. They're looking for a bilingual customer service representative. And if I can get something out of those 6 years of living in Ottawa, then the description of bilingual should be it. Funny, I left Ottawa cuz I couldn't get any jobs cuz I wasn't bilingual enough. Maybe in Windsor I'll be more bilingual than I think.
Anyway, that's about it. I get to go pick up my last paycheque from Fresh Air Exchange tomorrow. I have to call tonite and get Emily to bring my book with her so I can get it back. I loaned her "Cry To Heaven" by Anne Rice cuz it's my favourite book and her friend told her she should read it. Hopefully she's had time to finish it. If not, maybe we can make an arrangement to get together when she's done. She was a really nice girl. Except for the fact that she wanted to set me up with one of her friends...one of her female friends. And as much as I've almost gotten to the point where I want to swear off men altogether, I'm not to the point where I want to be straight.
I watched In America last night. It was so sad and touching. Not what I was expecting at all. For some reason, I assumed that the story of a poor Irish family trying to make it in America was going to be set in the 19th century or something. Nope, this is set in the present. Or sometime resembling the present.
So, off I go into the wild blue yonder. Hopefully I can find something to tie me over until I can find a "real" job.