Joblessness Ends
I have the very wonderful opportunity to state publically that I am now a member of the Barnes & Noble, Pruneyard, cafe team. It was a very strange experience to actually go through all the hiring 'stuff' being as I have only had three interviews in my entire 22 years. Two of which got me the jobs, now. A good ratio, I think. Two outta three ain't bad.
My boss was very nice, and I think she likes me. It's still exciting and shocking to think of it, though. I never actually expected to get the job. There so many things that I have a total lack of confidence in because of past insecurities. Evidentially, not-so-past. At the very least, I thought the slim possibility existed that I could get some completely brain-dead, part-time position there, but I ended up with the Cafe Lead position, a supervisorial position. This was, I think, because of my four years as manager of La Patisserie - my parents place.
It may seem stupid to those who have grave disagreements with my faith or religion in general, but through the entire job-hunt experience, I have seen the fruits of the invisible force of the Almighty, teaching me lessons in patience - a thing which has never come easy to me. I also needed to learn the lesson that my brother learned before me about not out-spending one's means. I've never been without money to pay by bills, but I've gotten dangerously close. Being without steady work scared me into the necessary mindset of saving before buying useless junk. Whether people agree or not, this is real to me. It is something meaningful for my life.
I called Abby to tell her my news, but she never returned the message I left. Marilyn was excited for me and offered to take me out to celebrate. I refused, quite naturally, still afraid of such superficial intimacy with people. She graciously did not push the issue. It reminded me of how little I'm really able to reach out to anyone. There are few who truly see a full side of my personality, let alone the whole damn, dirty thing. Brian thinks he wants to know, Jo thinks she does know, and Bets, I fear, may really know. Yet, would I ever really want anyone but 'the' one to know? Where ever he is.
Cheers,
Z
My boss was very nice, and I think she likes me. It's still exciting and shocking to think of it, though. I never actually expected to get the job. There so many things that I have a total lack of confidence in because of past insecurities. Evidentially, not-so-past. At the very least, I thought the slim possibility existed that I could get some completely brain-dead, part-time position there, but I ended up with the Cafe Lead position, a supervisorial position. This was, I think, because of my four years as manager of La Patisserie - my parents place.
It may seem stupid to those who have grave disagreements with my faith or religion in general, but through the entire job-hunt experience, I have seen the fruits of the invisible force of the Almighty, teaching me lessons in patience - a thing which has never come easy to me. I also needed to learn the lesson that my brother learned before me about not out-spending one's means. I've never been without money to pay by bills, but I've gotten dangerously close. Being without steady work scared me into the necessary mindset of saving before buying useless junk. Whether people agree or not, this is real to me. It is something meaningful for my life.
I called Abby to tell her my news, but she never returned the message I left. Marilyn was excited for me and offered to take me out to celebrate. I refused, quite naturally, still afraid of such superficial intimacy with people. She graciously did not push the issue. It reminded me of how little I'm really able to reach out to anyone. There are few who truly see a full side of my personality, let alone the whole damn, dirty thing. Brian thinks he wants to know, Jo thinks she does know, and Bets, I fear, may really know. Yet, would I ever really want anyone but 'the' one to know? Where ever he is.
Cheers,
Z