A glimmer of hope
Hope does still exist in my world. I don't have to worry about having to find a terrible customer service job at a call center, because something enlightening happened to me this week.
I ended up getting a Skype message from my sister in law about how she knew someone in HR at Scotts Lawn who saw my resume, and ended up calling her after she saw my father in law as a reference on it. They all do the whole "church" thang, so I was really intrigued, and my sister in law ended up giving me her number.
I gave the HR lady a call today during my lunch break, and she informed me that she pulled my resume, and was very interested in it, and would be interested in scheduling a phone interview due to my being eight hours away from civilization. Here's the big thing, the job pays four dollars more than what I'm making now, and after discussing everything with the HR lady she considered me a VERY high asset for the company since I have corporate inner support experience with a major retailer they do business with. The position would be dealing with corporate trades payable stuff, which is quite close to what I do now, only I would have an OFFICIAL title, and maybe even my own office. Who knows..
Oh yeah, I forgot to mention, IT'S BACK IN MARYSVILLE, OHIO! Lawdy, I can go home! I can leave this terrible state and consider it a prolonged vacation from hell.
The sick sad tale about all of this is that fact that my parents probably will not support my decision, since it's back up in Ohio. My family is literally PAYING us to stay down here. They give us $50 a month to pay some of our bills, and I'm fucking sick of it. I'm tired of relying on people for something that's just not going to happen. Paul is NOT going to find a good job down here that pays more than minimum wage, and will in the end be fighting an unemployment rate of nearly 13% +
Ridiculous? Fuck, yes. If everything works out, then hopefully we will be out of this pit of misery come New Year. Think of it, a brand new year back to happiness, and a world that doesn't smell of chicken shit.
That would be a glorious day.
Too bad I can't share the news with my own family till after the fact, AND after I've moved back to C-bus.
I ended up getting a Skype message from my sister in law about how she knew someone in HR at Scotts Lawn who saw my resume, and ended up calling her after she saw my father in law as a reference on it. They all do the whole "church" thang, so I was really intrigued, and my sister in law ended up giving me her number.
I gave the HR lady a call today during my lunch break, and she informed me that she pulled my resume, and was very interested in it, and would be interested in scheduling a phone interview due to my being eight hours away from civilization. Here's the big thing, the job pays four dollars more than what I'm making now, and after discussing everything with the HR lady she considered me a VERY high asset for the company since I have corporate inner support experience with a major retailer they do business with. The position would be dealing with corporate trades payable stuff, which is quite close to what I do now, only I would have an OFFICIAL title, and maybe even my own office. Who knows..
Oh yeah, I forgot to mention, IT'S BACK IN MARYSVILLE, OHIO! Lawdy, I can go home! I can leave this terrible state and consider it a prolonged vacation from hell.
The sick sad tale about all of this is that fact that my parents probably will not support my decision, since it's back up in Ohio. My family is literally PAYING us to stay down here. They give us $50 a month to pay some of our bills, and I'm fucking sick of it. I'm tired of relying on people for something that's just not going to happen. Paul is NOT going to find a good job down here that pays more than minimum wage, and will in the end be fighting an unemployment rate of nearly 13% +
Ridiculous? Fuck, yes. If everything works out, then hopefully we will be out of this pit of misery come New Year. Think of it, a brand new year back to happiness, and a world that doesn't smell of chicken shit.
That would be a glorious day.
Too bad I can't share the news with my own family till after the fact, AND after I've moved back to C-bus.