Funny like that at times...
Weird how your mood can be up, down, then up again in the same day...
Elaborate for you I must (as Yoda would say).
Ok... I am trying to find a new job, for several reasons. Mainly, I am working part time now and somehow that just isn't keeping my bank account stable.. go figure!
Second... the newbies of the lot at my current work (one of them being me) might soon be jobless, as our tiny tiny firm has lost a major partner and that means lots of €€€
s less!! Ahi ahi ahi...
(read that mexican mariachi style)...
Anyways... so I had this interview lined up... for some dumb ass sorry excuse of a job (it's so crap, not going to go in detail or I'll slap myself for even ever concidering it....). It was a sorry ass excuse of a job, but it was full time, so more €€€
s for me, which is really what I'm after right now, seeing as I'm soon to fly out and marry my yankee doodle fiancè. So I need the Euros for my wedding... yeppers.
Ok. I had my 1st introductory interview last week. Blah blah ... "this is what we do, this is who we are.. tell us about yourself
" kind of bullshit. "fill in this form, so we can tell if we like you or not based on your answers
" type deal.
Great... (this is the first "up" part of my day... an interview and possible new job to look forward to) they call me back, they love
me. Of course, no doubt there right? For some reason they always dig me for these shitty sales jobs. Frikkin' story of my life. People always see me fit to do stuff I hate. Irony... lovin' the bitch.
So moving on to today's episode... I am called in for a 2nd interview, to get down and talk dirty... about the nitty gritty details of the job, like "how much you gonna pay and what do i have to do to earn it
I drive half an hour to get there, I'm in there for about 3 minutes and 25 seconds tops... only to hear me be insulted by some shitty excuse of a salary...
Say what??? €500 for a full time, 8 hr a day, 5 day a week job??? Come again??? "oh but wait, you get extra bonuses after you reach so and so target, and so and so goal
" Heck, God forbid I let this go!! I could risk making €700 a month!!! Shit! How lucky of me!! Hey wait... what's that you say? Gas costs how much there? Say what?
Yeah you heard me corndogs! Gas
, how ever you want it... it costs us about, on average, €1,25 a litre! (that's roughly about $1.49 for 0.26 of a gallon ... yup that's right a quater of a gallon, for all you americans out there!!) Right... so I'd roughly be makin a shitty $840 a month, only to spend about $100 of it on gas! Like hell I'm takin that job!
Wow call me picky, but I waaaay
too qualified for it anyways, not to mention the fact that I'd have to travel 30 mins each way, every day when right now I earn €500 (about $600) a month, for a part time job which is a 15 min walk from home!!!!.... doesn't seem worth the trade does it?
Ok... so that was the "down" part.
As for the second "up" part... well... I get home, call up Michael and tell him all about it, tell him how "there's no frikkin' way I'm taking that skunk-ass job anyways
". I resign to my fate of workin shitty part time jobs for the rest of my roman-living days.
Time to move on. We spend the day together, as best a couple who are separated by an ocean, yet have broadband internet, can do... I have my radio show to do. We hang out in CamFrog
for the duration. He really cheered me up! He didn't even try. I think it's just having him "near" me. I won't get into the mush of how wonderful our relationship is. It seems a bit of a boast and a slap in the face of others who are less fortunate right now. I'll save that to a time when he'll have a whole past dedicated to him.
He left for work. After dinner I got back online, checked my usual internet hang outs... read my usual blogs. Then T
dropped in and messaged me on MSN. Hehehe... I give her such a hard time sometimes, but it's only 'cause I love her so.
That ever happen to you, to be kind of mean to people who you care so much about? Ok, well I wasn't realy mean. I always speak my mind, I'm told it's my best and worst trait about my personality. I can be brutally honest, but again, it's only in your best interest. If I really care about you, you'll know 'cause I won't sugar coat things... that's for people who want to be nice. I don't need to be nice. If you're my friend and you ask my opinion, I'll give it, how I see it. I'll tell it straight. It's a matter of respect to me. I respect you too much to be otherwise. I think my true friends appreciate it, even though at times I lack tact. I'm working on it... I'm far from perfect. If ya tell me, I take note.
Anyways, we chatted serious stuff, we chatted bullshit! She's corrupted me in a way only she knows. It's all good though! She's one of those awsome people whom I've never had the fortune of meeting in person yet! I can't wait though. She's one of my guests at my wedding. I'm gonna make her dance. Even though she has no clue! She says she has two left feet. I told her that after all the wine she won't even notice... nor will the other guests...
So yeah, she contributed to cheering me up... her, the radio and my Michael.
I whine and complain, but today I know I'm blessed.
I still bitch about my sorry ass excuse of a job
today, or this or that tomorrow but hey.. it can't all be roses can it, that's boring.