THEM: You'll be working with a partner for a few hours, then we'll send you off on your own.No shit.
ME: Wait, you mean you ask people to walk the streets, after dark, carrying cash, alone? That's nuts!
THEM: Maybe this job isn't a good fit for you...
Granted, this may serve as another example of how I need to learn to keep my big gob shut. Then again, I'm not really about getting mugged. So, unemployed I remain. Sigh...
This guy, however?
(Thanks to a long-ago girlfriend for resurrecting this on Facebook.)
My husband had an awesome first day: small-but-growing company, relaxed corporate culture, proper hours, decent pay. He even has a work-issued laptop. Hoo-freakin-ray!!!!!
I can't even tell you how proud I am right now. I've spent the last few years watching him bust his ass, work at the mall, go to school, and take care of me. That's at least three full-time jobs if anyone's counting.
He looked so happy last night, it took me all of five minutes to forget my spectacular flame-out. We're one for two on the day, so I can't complain.
Congratulations my love. You have SO earned this!
Yay Doug!! And I love the picture.
ReplyDeleteMisty that does not sound like The Perfect Job which? has got to be out there :)
Thanks Sarah. Indeed, my fat ass walking the streets at night was a silly idea to start with. I ain't panicking yet. It's a big city.
ReplyDeleteThat's awesome, Misty!! (Well, his job, not the you walking the dark streets of Atlanta alone part... that's just nutso!)
ReplyDeleteI'm anxious to hear how you like it there!! :)