Life has a funny way of “working things out” sometimes. Zac has a bunch of stuff coming up that is going to cost us … well a bunch of cash. It’s all KILLER stuff, but we need to be able to pay for it.
It’s no secret that everyone is strapped for cash and we’re no different. Sales of My Little Pretty are definitely down in the stores right now (as it is just about everywhere). So, getting it from MLP isn’t going to happen.
I got this brilliant idea that maybe getting a moonlighting job would be good - 20 hours a week would be perfect. I flash back to Maddie from Moonlighting … sexy right? I can do it. I mean … “I” am certainly employable and I’ve NEVER had a problem getting a job … EVER. In fact every interview I’ve ever gone on has resulted in a job. So I dust off my resume because it’d been well over 13 years since I looked for ANY work let alone something part time. I throw my resume out there last Sunday and then walk away satisfied that something would just show up.
Now … I know what you’re thinking … Kristy … put the crack pipe down, have you seen what the unemployment rate in Los Angeles is … right? Well low and behold, Monday I got a call about the resume when I was working out. I tell her, sure, I can come over for an interview … in an hour … sure I can. I run home and try to figure out what the heck to wear to an interview … remember … 13 years ago was the last time I interviewed with anyone. I decide all black … it’s LA so what the heck.
I show up for the interview and it’s in one of my favorite places EVER … a dental office. I send Ron a note … you’re kidding me right … I mean I knew they managed dental offices but it’s IN a dental office? I hear the drill going in the background and I’m thinking No F’in WAY!
I meet with the girl I spoke with on the phone and when she tells me how low the pay is I cringe for a minute and think … well maybe if it’s just contract work. They want me to start the following day and I accept the job on the condition that I can be paid as a contractor. I walk out thinking … yeah I still kick ass. HaHa.
THEN … the next day I report for work. First of all … there is not really any space for me except at this teeny tiny little desk that’s in the hallway next to the bathroom. This is apparently the same desk that the dentist uses. Second of all … the computer that they had me sitting at is old … like LOST old. I’m serious, except for the “execute” button … THAT IS THE KEYBOARD I WAS USING. I shit you not. Ok … I can deal with it. She gives me a list of things to do and the whole time I’m doing the data entry project, I’m thinking … they aren’t paying me enough. Then a couple patients come to use the restroom and walk by me. The door is right by the monitor so everyone feels they have to say hello and make eye contact with me on the way to the loo … WTF? Does the dentist really sit here … I can’t imagine him wanting to work there … I certainly didn’t find it a great set up. The last weird thing was when the dentist actually showed up and then I was shoo’d out because well … I was at his desk. Seriously, it was all, “ok … so you’re done for the day. Oh and would you do our banking deposit on the way out?”
So I’m quitting my part-time job after four hours and 15 minutes. I think that’s got to be a new record!
Now I’m launching a BUNCH of new things. More on exactly what they are in a couple days.
So the moral of this story is this … ANYONE can get a job right now … it just might be a shitty one … or maybe one that’s right next to the shitter.
So … what’s the shortest job you’ve ever had? Or better yet, what’s the worst job?
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