kat_nic: (Madam Vastra weilding her swords)
Pretty sure I didn't get the job again. I've put off calling b/c I kept hoping that maybe it was taking so long to hear back because of the holidays. But. Yeah. Self delusion and hope can only go so far before you just have to woman up and admit you just got screwed again. I was so fucking sure this time, thanks for getting my hopes up of ever attaining something resembling financial stability while still working in a field I love, only to crush them once again.

I really think I'm starting to hate this place.
kat_nic: (Sanctuary: Henry)
What are you passionate about?

Please explain why you would be an excellent candidate for xxx?

NO, YOU EXPLAIN WHY YOU ARE ASKING BULLSHIT QUESTIONS LIKE THIS FOR A SHITTY HOURLY POSITION.

So, I had that interview on Monday, and I thought I did okay. I apparently impressed the guy because I knew what the mother sauces were, (I blanked on espagnole but I remembered after a few panicked seconds ;_;) I know how to make hollandaise, risotto, and other apparently impressive stuff (all things I had to make at the awesomest job ever, sob). There was a definite look of pleasant surprise on his face. But, he said that they have a two interview hiring process. :/

And, I was making nervous small talk with the hostess, another guy came in for a job interview and she said he was the fourth person to come in for an interview that day. ;_______; And then I didn't hear back at all Tuesday so I convinced myself they're not going to hire me, and spent all day in bed, rereading Arrows of the Queen (whyyyyyyyyyy it has always been my least favorite Valdemar book), and hating myself and feeling like a failure and just. God. So today I once again pulled myself together, and came back to the library to fill out more applications, and take more bullshit assessments. Why is this so hard. :( And I really cannot face the thought of going back to the hellmouth to collect my final paycheck without having another job already. argh. (But I will, I just. hate it.)


ETAAAAAAAAAAAAA

OH MY GOD OH MY FUCKING GOD, LITERALLY JUST NOW AS I WAS FILLING OUT MORE APPLICATIONS AND BITCHING ABOUT HOW STUPID THEY ARE, I GOT A CALLBACK TO THE PLACE I INTERVIEWED AT ON MONDAY.


THEY DON'T EVEN WANT TO INTERVIEW ME AGAIN, I AM HIRED!!!!!!!!!

Downside, it starts at $8.00 p/hr, however I have lived on that before (and at part time, too) and in any case, I am pretty sure I can expect at least one raise this year. Motherfuckin' yay!


eta 2


And now it's time for more anxiety and self doubt as I question whether I am actually qualified for this job, wah wah :(((((
kat_nic: A cat wearing glasses (Default)
So, it looks like I won't get the position they were advertising for, but they will probably hire me as a line cook. The pay isn't as good, but it's better than what I make now. And I've already got a possible roommate lined up. So things are getting better.

My hot sauce is becoming very popular! So far I've given away two batches and I've got a third one going now. Thankfully it's very cheap to make, so I just bought a bunch of plastic squeezy bottles (also cheap!) and that's what I'll give out as Christmas presents this year.
kat_nic: A cat wearing glasses (Default)
The employment agency route is potentially paying off! I am so far the only applicant for a position who is even remotely qualified for it, and the pay is more money than I've made in my life. With this salary, I will definately NOT need roommates! I never thought I'd say this but thank you Faulkner State. (For making me take ServSafe, and for eventually making sure I got my certificate). I may get called in to interview sometime today, so please, fingers crossed, positive vibes, etc.

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kat_nic: A cat wearing glasses (Default)
So here I am. Again. Living with my parents. Stupid economy.

My god, this house is falling apart. They live in a mobile home and it's just a piece of crap. And they're still paying off the mortgage. There are spots in the floor where the wood is rotting through--there's a place in the kitchen where one of my cousins actually stepped through the floor! The carpet is worn almost completely through in places (they've been covered with rugs), and the linoleum in the kitchen is peeling away. The bathroom--dear god, the bathroom. The bathtub is separating from the wall and the wall paper is peeling off the walls, and there's mold and mildew on the walls because the fan doesn't work, plus it's always humid here, anyway. Oh yes, and the septic tank likes to act up now and then--lovely, that.

They never meant to live here permantly. When they bought this land they were planning to build on it, but they never had the money. Finally the place we were renting was sold and we had to move. So they bough this trailer (used, from the repo place) and put it out here. Of course they're teachers, so they don't make much money, and now they've declared bankruptcy. Who knows how much longer they'll have to live in this dump.

Jobs are proving a little harder to come by. No one wants to hire me now, they want to wait until after New Year. Ugh. I need a job now, dammit, not in another month. But at least I know of people who actually want to hire me. Actually I seem to be a desirable job candidate, because of my previous experience catering banquets. I'm not exactly thrilled at the thought of doing that again, but whatever, I'm not picky.

And to top it all off, I had to leave my books in storage. There just wasn't room in my car. *sob*

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