Since my last post:
I've read three books: "Bloody Jack" by L.A. Meyer, "Book of Time" by Guillaume Prevost, and "The Child Thief" by Brom.
I've had 5 (only 5...feels like more) job interviews.
Gotten hired to work in the deli at the grocery store (had my super duper training today, and I was ready to gouge my eyes out...I stopped paying attention and eventually just used my plethora of experience and deep foundation of knowledge to pass the tests).
I ran 5.25 miles in 1hour, 2minutes, and 52 seconds.
Went to the Tour de Fat, which was awesome...Noel and I made pirate costumes, and we met up with Brandon, who was wearing his rootsuit from last Halloween. It was a ridiculous time. We biked the six mile slow-as-hell bike and beer parade.
Ok. I've had some really super interviews this past week. (not counting grocery store and tea store at the mall) Three adult job interviews. In which I wore my suit to two, and my pajamas to one (phone interview). The phone interview was for a library assistant job in a law library. Decent job. I could do it. The other interview I had that same day was for a financial education nonprofit that teaches 5th and 6th graders about finances, financial responsibility, capitalism, banking etc. I rocked that interview. It was really interesting, and it would be fun to work there. For a while. But the other interview I had was at an social science research company. So I had this interview set up for Wednesday afternoon. I was at the grocery store earlier the day to fill out paperwork, and the guy who hired me was running late. No big because the paperwork was only supposed to take 20 minutes. It didnt. Anyway when I finished there I had to bike home to change into my super stylish interview suit. And it had started POURING! Probably the only day its rained in Denver since we moved here! (Also my road bike had a flat tire so I was riding my mountain bike, with its big fabric seat that retains moisture.) So I zipped home speedy quick, changed, and zipped back out, because I was in danger of being LATE. Which I hate. So I get to the interview and chain my bike outside, and put my suit jacket on in the elevator, and fix my helmet hair with a tiny comb, and I check in with the receptionist. And I sat down to wait for my interview (I managed to make it there a few minutes early). And when I'm called in I notice that I leave a puddle-y butt print on the chair I've been sitting on...ugh. So I go into the interview, and it went well. I have great AmeriCorps experiences that lend themselves well to answering interview questions, and highlighting my passion for working with non-profits and helping people. So it went well. And after answering questions, I was offered a tour, so I got up to have a tour of the facility, and I left ANOTHER WET BUTT PUDDLE! I thought for sure they would have pegged me as a pants pee-er. But Friday they called and offered me the job!
The job would be working in a call center as a care coordinator, surveying people in substance abuse recovery programs, conducting surveys and gathering information to improve programs. Before I was offered the job, I was considering turning it down, mostly because I was afraid of having a big responsibility filled adult job. But taking a weekend to think about it, and reflect, my mind is in a different place. I would get to work with a non-profit, which ultimately is where I want my future to be headed. So career-wise it would be a step toward the future. I would learn alot of valuable skills: research, databases, working with a population I don't have much experience with, and in general be an interesting experience I could learn alot from. So tomorrow I'm going to accept the job.
