I have an interview tomorrow, but I’m already dreading it.  It’s with an insurance company and I’m not so sure it is right for me.  But I need a job, a good job mind you, but a job nonetheless.  I’m grateful for many things: for my friends putting up with me when I’m down (which has been too frequent), a roof over my head, and at least I’ll be getting unemployment unlike when I graduated from college and was living off of what I’d saved up during my last semester.  That…was a nightmare to say the least.

I go out and sign these applications, and these questionaires, but the only real jobs that I feel I’ll have a chance at are online, which does and doesn’t boggle my mind - a leftover from my days with my parents where they told me I had to apply at any job.  With my experience, not “any job” will do anymore.

I hate waiting games.  My nerves get all shot to hell and I feel like my heart is a pendulum.  The odd thing is that (aside from the job-search nerves) I’ve felt like myself more and more since I was laid off than before.  Did that place get to me?  Did I let it, and just not know?

I am trying to be optimistic, but I did shed a few tears today.  Nerves.

 

I’m not working fast food again.  Never.  I did apply for managerial positions at some restaurants, but I’m not a burger-flipper.