Well, today was a teeny bit of a rollercoaster.
The good news is I had an interview at Michael's for a part-time position. I arrived early, the guy interviewing me was ten minutes late, but he was friendly and I felt it went really well. He said that this particular store is consistently in the top five in the nation, but I don't know if I believe that. Maybe people out here are more crafty because there's less to do, but maybe he meant to say state. He asked me three different times if I knew how to run a cash register, and I said yes all three times. I guess they have people working there who don't know how to run one. The guy said he's let me know in a day or two about the job. The entire interview took about twenty minutes (fairly quick) and then I was out the door.
H. and I hit the C-to-the-ostco to pick up some necessities and almost got run over a hundred times. As a side note, these are the worst drivers I've seen. I think it has something to do with the average age being 92 years old. We survived, if only by the skin of our teeth, and made our way back to the apartment.
This is when I checked my phone and saw I had a voicemail. It was the interview guy saying that they had filled all of the positions, but he'll keep my file for future openings. I'm fairly upset that I can't even land a part-time job, but then the unemployment rate here is quite high. Not Detroit high, but pretty high. I'm angry, but I'm just glad he called me today instead of waiting until the weekend is over.
I guess it's back to the daily grind for me. Yesterday I made progress on my painting project, and I'll probably pick it up again tomorrow, but today I'm hanging out with H. and loving the sixty-something degree weather.
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