Saturday May 14, 2005
So, I think I mentioned a few days ago that I went out looking for a job. The two places I stopped at then weren't hiring, so I tried again today. The first place I tried, the office was locked with a note that whoever was supposed to be there was off somewhere else, so no go there. I tried two places near home, not hiring. So, since I was on my way to Branson to pick up my free movie rentals, I decided to try a few places along the way. If you happen to be looking for a job doing laundry in a hotel, I can point you in about six different ways where you are wanted. Nobody wanted a front desk clerk, though. On my way home, I tried one last place, and nearly fell over when she said they WERE hiring for front desk! And for evening hours at that! So I filled out the application, and I am training from 3-11 tomorrow- woohoo! I had seriously been starting to get worried after all those places said no. I have never had trouble finding a job before! I normally tend to "fall into things", where the perfect situation just pops up when I need it, so it was weird to actually have to go out and look!
I must now lament the concept of "work clothes". I have been going through my closet (and buying a new pair of black pants) trying to find stuff that is "nice". I haven't had a job that required anything other than non-nudity in ages! My pants are all either jeans or comfy pants to dance in. After much searching, I have enough clothes gathered up to get me through about 4 days, but after that, I'm screwed. Maybe they will come around and say "Hey, nobody sees the bottom half of you anyway! Just wear jeans."
So, now I am going to try to get to bed at an early hour, with hopes to get out of bed in time to eat and dress myself and stuff before I have to be there. Hooray for upcoming income! I shall celebrate by making a list of all the shiny pretty things I am going to buy. (Shut up, I know I have bills to pay, but if we just ignore them, they will go away and I can spend my paychecks on books.)
(PS- is it bad that I don't actually remember the name of the hotel that hired me? I know it has "King" in the name, and I know where it is, but I don't remember the name. Oh well, I'm sure I'll pick it up eventually.)
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