I have an interview scheduled for this afternoon (Monday). I am a little freaked out by that. It’s not that I am not happy with my current job, it’s more a matter of the current job not providing enough hours and my being a workaholic. And current job not understanding quite where my skills lie. But I am learning a metric fuckton (it’s a legal term… the attorney I worked for used it all the time) of new things. Anyhoo, it’s just up the road from current bosslady’s house and I think it would be a nice, solid, stable income to rely upon that I could supplement my current income with and still not work more than 65 hours a week. Which I know sounds horrible if you work a 40 hour week on the regular and want nothing to do with working more hours but for me, at this point, I NEED that income.
Why, you ask? Well, I am getting ready to sign yet another year’s lease at the place I am currently living. Which is, for lack of a more politically correct terminology, the ghetto. I need to get out of here. I would like to be able to, at some point, afford my own car. I need to start digging myself out of debt. Annnnd, I thought I had an expense ending in November that ends up will be dragging out until July. Sigh. So, working 2 jobs is sortve necessary and having something with a reliable paycheck will be nice. Plus, it’s hedging my bets on what the current bosslady’s real plans are. I know that sounds pessimistic, but it is actually just realistic.
So, there you have it… I’m interviewing. It’s a little scary. We’ll see what happens.