Tag Archive: jobs


It’s been rainy and glum for a couple of days now, and I wish it would cut it out. My roomie’s dad is in town to help him build a covered porch, but of course the rain makes that difficult. I really like the man, but he’s a tad boring when he doesn’t have something to do. He talking about reformatting his hard drive for 45 minutes one night. Oh, and he keeps eating those Ritz chips and commenting on finding them for $2 a bag. Sir, I’m glad you found them for $2 a bag, and I know you bought a bunch of them. Now, stop telling me about it. The story takes 10 minutes, and you’ve told it to me 4 times now! I really don’t want to be rude, but the man just isn’t very interesting. He tells long stories about nothing. ::sigh::

On another note, I went to the library today and finally got a membership. Yay! I got another Michener book, and while I’m only 20 pages in, I can tell I’m gonna like it a lot.

Oh lord, I need to get out of the house.

Oh yeah, I start at a clothing store in the outlet center on Friday. Whee! It’s only part time, but I really like their clothes and they give GREAT employee discounts. Plus, I’ve worked with 2 or 3 of their employees in the past at another job, and I really like these ladies. I think it’ll be fun. And, a great place to upgrade my wardrobe. 🙂


Ups and downs

So, today, I had to give my answer about whether or not I’d take a job I was offered. I’ve been looking for work for about 6 weeks now, and nothing has turned up. Last week, I had an interview at a hotel about 45 minutes from my house, and they gave me an offer over the weekend.

Now, I’m not going to lay out the numbers, because it’s not the important part. However, I did the math about 100 times over the weekend, and every time, it came out the same. I would have about $25 a month to eat. And in the summer time, I’d probably have to sit in over an hour of traffic to get to and from work because of all of the tourists. And the only part time job I’ve located so far is about 25 minutes from my house… in the other direction.

Don’t yell at me. I turned down the job. My parents were in support of this, as they agreed that if I was going to have to work 2 jobs, I should at least find them closer to my house. It would be rediculous to leave my house at 6:15 every morning, work til 3, then drive over an hour to work maybe 5 – 10pm at a second job. I’d break within a month. And probably never sew anymore. Working 2 jobs may be necessary, but at least I could set myself up for something other than failure, right?

So, I’m sitting there, kicking myself for turning down the only job that’s been offered to me, watching The Price is Right. Thinking about the benefits package I just turned down… because really… all the benefits in the world don’t put food on the table. And I DO need benefits, but it’s not the only job on the beach that will offer them. ::siiiiiiigh::

And then, my phone rings. Not a number in my phone book, but the caller ID shows that it’s a local-ish call. I recognize the phone number as being not from the beach itself, but from the city on the other side of the bridge (the mainland).

“This is Cassafrass.”
“Hi, Cassafrass, this is Jane Doe from some bank on the coast”

It’s the human resources lady from the first job I applied for, 6 weeks ago!!! Apparently a position has opened up at the bank’s branch closest to my house, which is only about 5 miles away. I mean, seriously. 5 miles away! That’s nothing! If it weren’t for the insanely dangerous curvy road that I live on, I could bike there.

We spoke for about 10 minutes on the phone, and she said that she needed to talk to the branch manager, but wanted to set up an interview for this afternoon. We spoke for a minute about wages, and it sounds like we’ll be able to work something out that will be perfect. She mentioned that there’s tons of room for growth with the bank, and that she’s really impressed with my experience on my resume. She asked when I could start, and I told her immediately. She mentioned that they have an immediate need. Perfect fit?

Here goes it! I’m hoping to get a call back in an hour or two to set up an interview.

So, there you have it. Proof positive that sometimes closing a door allows the window in the corner to be opened up. Now, please make this work out! I need a year round job, not just summer work!