'Round and 'Round
In case anyone's interested, I didn't get the job at Pearson. I got the e-mail from the HR Assistant (a nice form letter, but clearly a form letter regurgitated over and over - not unlike my work at Heinemann) Tuesday. I, of course, being the spaz I am, started searching for other options almost immediately, staying up until nearly 2am. Ugh.
I've applied to several different places so far. We'll see who bites. Hopefully someone.
I've recently signed a 9-month lease on a house in Hampton with Erica, Ricky, and Greg. I'm still not convinced it's not a financial mistake for me to do so like my parents keep trying to tell me, but I suppose it doesn't matter for at least nine months now. Still, I've been really stressed out and depressed about my whole situation as of late. It's all very taxing.
I need to pack my shit. Ughhhhh.
I've recently been hired as a temp-to-hire for the new Bed Bath and Beyond in Portsmouth. I'll start for two weeks setting up the store and then, if they like me, move into a full or part time position with them. If I get full time, I might be able to quit Shaw's. If not, I'll have two jobs that don't pay enough. Hm.
I just applied tonight to be a Customer Service Assistant with Heinemann. Ha. Watch me get hired for that crap, of all things. I guess Shaw's was at least good for that kind of training.
I've still got to apply for the Editorial Assistant position with Jones&Bartlett Publishers in Sudbury. I need to send them my resume and cover letter via mail. Which means I need to get a decent cover letter going pronto.
I've made this cheap little promise to myself that if none of the Editorial Assistant opportunities work out, I'll look into becoming a technical writer. Technical writing pays way more than editorial assisting, but it doesn't really appeal to me as much. So if it doesn't work out, I'm buying a book or something and figuring out how to become one so that I can make the big bucks. Mmhmm.
I'm trying to think positively. Really, I am. It's just so tough out there and there are so many other people with more experience and better credentials. Where do I fit in in all of this and why doesn't anyone want to have me around full-time? Gosh!
I'm breaking out again. Goddamn stress hormones.
I've applied to several different places so far. We'll see who bites. Hopefully someone.
I've recently signed a 9-month lease on a house in Hampton with Erica, Ricky, and Greg. I'm still not convinced it's not a financial mistake for me to do so like my parents keep trying to tell me, but I suppose it doesn't matter for at least nine months now. Still, I've been really stressed out and depressed about my whole situation as of late. It's all very taxing.
I need to pack my shit. Ughhhhh.
I've recently been hired as a temp-to-hire for the new Bed Bath and Beyond in Portsmouth. I'll start for two weeks setting up the store and then, if they like me, move into a full or part time position with them. If I get full time, I might be able to quit Shaw's. If not, I'll have two jobs that don't pay enough. Hm.
I just applied tonight to be a Customer Service Assistant with Heinemann. Ha. Watch me get hired for that crap, of all things. I guess Shaw's was at least good for that kind of training.
I've still got to apply for the Editorial Assistant position with Jones&Bartlett Publishers in Sudbury. I need to send them my resume and cover letter via mail. Which means I need to get a decent cover letter going pronto.
I've made this cheap little promise to myself that if none of the Editorial Assistant opportunities work out, I'll look into becoming a technical writer. Technical writing pays way more than editorial assisting, but it doesn't really appeal to me as much. So if it doesn't work out, I'm buying a book or something and figuring out how to become one so that I can make the big bucks. Mmhmm.
I'm trying to think positively. Really, I am. It's just so tough out there and there are so many other people with more experience and better credentials. Where do I fit in in all of this and why doesn't anyone want to have me around full-time? Gosh!
I'm breaking out again. Goddamn stress hormones.