Flash back to last week. I interviewed for a social work job I actually wanted. I was convinced that it was my worst interview ever. Other than no booger hanging from my nose, I was spectacularly unimpressive. Hang on here, it's a bumpy ride, but back to the present. The call was to offer me the job. Actually, they offered me a part time job, but I'm good with this. I'm going to need some adjustment time anyway. I'll be in withdrawal when my "Law and Order" afternoons are disturbed.
So my foot is stuck so far in mouth it is finding another exit. How is this happening? This should be the worst time of year to find a job. Nothing ever happens at the holidays. I was planning to move under the bridge sometime around Christmas Eve. My trash bags were packed, but great balls of fire, the phone is ringing off the hook!
Have I jinxed my good luck by talking about it? Of course not...uhhhh...I hope not. Just let me say that unemployment is at 15.8% in my area. I am extremely grateful for a chance to get back in the job market. I promise to make you all proud. I promise to not blog about my job or to insult my boss or to get in any trouble of any kind. For the first time in my work life, I shall follow the rules. Oh please, please keep your fingers crossed for me. Being good isn't one of my strongest traits. I'll need your support or a support group.
Good luck to everyone still looking for a job. If I can give you a reference, just let me know. That's what friends do, you know.