Just call me Peggy Sue

You know that poem that starts "Dance like no one is watching"? Forget the rest of it, and just do that part, a lot.

Tuesday, January 30, 2007

WOOHOO!!!

What a whirlwind of a couple of weeks. Since I moved to town, I've been putting in applications to everything I might be qualified for at every job site I could find online. I've gone to messenger services, hospitals, and every Starbucks on the North side of Chicago. And I got absolutely nothing. Not even a call-back.
Until about 2 weeks ago. I got a call from this lady at an apartment finding service I had applied at. I went in for an interview, and we really seemed to hit it off. She offered me basically any job in the place, and said she'd find something for me within a week. Well, a week later I get an email from her that says my schedule conflicts with the open positions, but something might come up in a couple of months. Great, more months of nothing to look forward to. So, in desperation I went downtown to another Starbucks job fair, and to register at a temp agency. I went in a highrise office building for the first time, which was kinda fun. The guy at the agency seemed to think I would have to wait a while to hear anything, and those job fairs are so hit and miss. They see hundreds of people in one day, there's no telling which 5 will get jobs. So I wasn't too optimistic, but at least was taking an active approach.
Lo and Behold, I get a call back from the agency that same day, looking for an interview. Apparently they front desk guy gave such a stunning review of the 10 words I said to him that the recruiter was really excited to meet me. I took this online test of if I could use Microsoft Office programs, got together some business attire, and headed back downtown. And the interview went great. Though I have a terrible resume (teaching dance and dancing a lot and delivering a couple papers doesn't exactly look awesome for an office environment), she seemed to think I was so nice and engaging that everyone looking for a temp would love me. So, that was great!
Then, that same day, I get a call from Starbucks. No way. I got a second interview. Went in, got the job. Yup. I NOW WORK AT STARBUCKS!!! I'm going to open like 4 days a week. I can keep my job at the dance store, and can keep my regular class schedule at the studio. And in 90 days I get benefits. And it turns out I work at the #2 store in the district, right in the loop, in the same building where my college roommate Kathleen works. AWESOME!! After months of handing in applications, I finally have the job I've been looking for since May.
The kicker: today, I get a call from the apartment finding service. They are offering me an office job. Probably 40 hours a week with great pay. Doing something boring like filing credit reports in a cubicle. With no flexibility for rehearsals, performances, or the off chance that I get bumped up to rehearse with the 1st company (totally not happening yet, by the way). So, as great as it might have been to get this job 2 weeks ago, now I think I'm actually going to turn it down. Starbucks seems like so much fun, fits right into my schedule. And if I have days off I can hopefully get some temp work in.
All I can say is: Thank Jesus. Seriously. I gave it up, and he gave me all that I needed and more. And just in time to still catch Mommy in the country to tell her the good news. Though adding long hours of making coffee will be hard on my sleep schedule, it'll be so good to have something to do, more poeple to talk to, somethign to learn. Just another push for me to become a morning person. Probably still not goign to happen.

1 Comments:

  • At 3:53 PM, Blogger Patricia G said…

    WOOHOO!!! I'm really happy about this. 90 days to medical insurance. Love ya--Mom

     

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