so, i've been really half assedly looking for a job lately. like, thinking about jobs i'd like, and then not really doing anything about it but complaining about the current job i have, and using my crappy job as an excuse to suck at life. etc.
yesterday, i accidently scored me a pretty snazzy job. the only thing that sucks is i wouldn't be getting paid as much, and probably won't have as many hours. where is this job? delia*s. our neighbors downstairs. yes, both those things, less hours and less pay, are really really sucky things. and leaving the people i love who still work under the reign of justin. that does really suck, but the thought of escaping the trechors that are pac sun right now, and having more free time, and getting 40% off the clothes i wear the most. that is something completely wonderful. plus, we can't wear sneakers, so i have an excuse to buy me some cute shoes. sweet.
plus it took no effort what-so-ever. i walked into the store befor work yesterday, and this girl i talk to all the time asked me how i was doing. i said alright. she asked how the crazy new store was. i said it's crazy. i pointed out that i was in the midst of looking for a new job, and was planning on asking for an application befor i left. she then walked and grabbed me an application, as i went on to explain why the new store was so crazy, and how i hate justin's idea of open ended questions (and how i think that's the reason people are going to smithfield and telling them they don't like our new store. maybe they feel uncomfortable with the way justin is really rude to everyone in a joking manner, yet can't tell who is ok with it and who just wants to get the hell out of the store).
so, our conversation continued, and i told her i'd fill out the application on break or something. she told me not to rush, and asked me what i was doing wednesday night from 7 till 9ish. i told her that i wasn't doing anything, because my class ends around 6ish. she told me to bring the application in then, with 2 forms of ID and that they would give me my orientation then.
i started at her for a second, then asked her if she meant a group interview or something, and she said, "no, you'll be oriented. you were just hired." you can only imagine how happy that made me. though i felt a little bad because my sister had applied a week befor and hadn't gotten a call, and i was hired on the spot because i'm always in the freaking store.
so, after giving it some thought, and weighing out the pros and cons, i've decided i'm going to leave pac sun and work at delia*s. and i am very happy. i can still go upstairs and say hi to everyone. and i'll still make a point (if not more of one) to hang out with everyone. plus now i get 40% off my favorite clothes.
i'm kind of sad though, i wanted to work both jobs, but they're competators of eachother, so i can't. oh well.
obviously working last night made me really sad because i helped reorganize a bunch of sutff andi felt really useful. plus i did shoes, so i got ot teach a bunch of people how to lace shoes, which i always find fun. and cleaning was horrible, but at the same time, not horrible. i'm going to miss not getting the bitch jobs because i have some authority. and being able to basically be placed in whichever zone i want... or atleast being able to always do regester.
but who knows, maybe i'll prove myself early on. and if i don't like it, i can always find another job... or come crawling back to the pac.
but for now, i have to figure out what to tell justin tomorrow at work. i really don't know. i can't just say, "hey, you suck, i'm out." because i want ot be able to come back. and i want to be able to get a good reccomendation if i ever needed one. but we'll see. we'll see.
so, i guess for now it's so long, farewell, auf wiedersehen, adieu. adieu adieu to you, and you, and you.
(yes, i know you will all miss me and my horrible tributes to musical theatre... and my dancing. admit it. you will all miss my dancing!)