Two weeks of new job done. This second week was an eye opener. I realized how little I know about this business and that I'm expected to all of this by the end of August. The first week was just get to know you stuff, the basics. This past week, I had to learn something new and technical every day. What was frustrating was how easy it all seemed to ( Read more... )

I left the bookstore (and retail) for good last Sunday. It was a bittersweet thing. I thought I'd leave as quick as I could, skipping all the way home, but that's not what happened. Instead, I hung around longer than I had to, not wanting to leave. It wasn't the store as much as it was the people. I know I'll see most of them on a consistent basis ( Read more... )

So I took the Liberty Mutual job. A friend at work said they give me six months. I say they're correct. If I'm still at this place after six months, well, then I guess I'll still be there. Just unhappy. Gotta keep looking. But for now, it'll be nice to have nights, weekends, and health insurance. Plus paychecks over $500. It's not a shit ton of ( Read more... )

Well it was a productive week in the world of work, apartments, and ladies. None of which is particularly groundbreaking, but things are things, and sometimes that's all I can ask for ( Read more... )

Job interviews are such horseshit. The types of questions they ask would never let them know what kind of person the interviewee is. Who cares how they'd handle a poor team player? Just sit down and have a conversation. Ask them about their life, their friends and family, joke around. Reading from a sheet full of benign questions just makes people ( Read more... )

It's been a bittersweet week so far. We went to a Reds game on Tuesday. I grabbed a foul ball. This was a lifelong dream, but it didn't seem as amazing as I'd hope. Mostly due to how I obtained said ball. This is what happened: We had sits straight back from the plate, first row of the middle deck, prime foul ball territory. And lo and behold, the ( Read more... )

Of course. The one job I applied to, the one I re-examined and realized would be awful, is the one that called me back. I mean, I've applied to a ton of stuff, most of which I wouldn't want to do, but this one took the cake. A cake made of dog shit ( Read more... )

I have good friends in this city. Maybe I won't leave ( Read more... )

So I've calmed down a little bit, thanks to some kind words from friends. For a while there, and by "a while," I mean, "three or four days," I was losing my head over how to find a job ASAP in a far away city. It was pretty irrational to think that I absolutely neede to skip town. Don't get me wrong, I'd very much like to be out of here before this ( Read more... )

"Only five more weeks of classes, then who knows. I could have a career and a serious girlfriend. Or, I could make close to minimum wage and have a recent ex-girlfriend. We'll see, shan't we?" <---- written by me at the beginning of April ( Read more... )