Ruthie's interview didn't go so well, and she didn't get the job she had hoped for. She did get a quasi-job though, something dancing the line of being a volenteer and having a job. (Like working for a few months without pay, then getting a small check, then working a few more months without pay, then another small check)
What this means is that for the frist time in about 5 years, I need to find a job.
I applied at a local place that might have some seasonal openings, just a gut feeling there. I don't want to mention where, a little paranoid actually, I feel like saying where I applied before finding a job is bad luck. (My wife knows, and I dare say she is the only one that knows where I applied.)
That actually comes from when we were house shopping last year. The first house that seemed appear like it might work seemed to suddenly go awry after my mom found out we were looking. We waited to give her information about where we live now until it was too late for her to muck it up, just in case.
I'll wait a few days to see how it goes, I have faith in how events will unfold. If not, I'll look further. I will not go back to fast food though. I have my reasons, but fast food is off limits. I want something near Piqua, of course, and there is a balance in that I have some management experience, a college degree, and haven't had a job due to being a stay at home dad for the last 5 years. The last amount I got paid used to be decent, but is now just about a buck over minimum wage. (Dang that has creaped up since '05).
I don't know what to expect the next few months, but I have faith that it will all play out for the best.
Thursday, September 30, 2010
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