Some of you may recall that I was anxious about not having a job after my last day at the daycare on the 9th, so I did some hardcore Indeed-ing and over the time I had in Maine (the 13th-17th) I got a phone call from a hotel that a friend of mine works at and she pretty much helped me get the interview. I imagine she also helped in determining whether I got the job or not but I obviously can’t prove any of this.
I interviewed yesterday and felt so “in the middle” (ha, dodie song) about the whole experience. I’ve never been good at job interviews but can at least say that I’ve gotten better at them. So, she confirmed my email and told me she’d call me the next day and all morning my heart was pounding. I got a phone call around 8:30am and my body basically vibrating thinking it was the manager. Nope, just some scam call.
Finally, around 2pm I got a text from the manager that I was welcome aboard- she had been unable to call me due to my spotty reception because of where I live. My anxiety has finally dwindled and I can stop waking up to panic attacks every so often! The bills will be paid and I can continue living while I try to figure out the next step which is either A) where Nickie G and I are going to move to or B) What my future major will be.