Housekeeping & News
Gomenasai. I dropped the ball on completing the second serie. It embarrasses me greatly to have done this.
For anyone who reads my blog, you may be noticing a pattern by now. Well, I have noticed too -- known about for a long time. Only now, with finally the time to sit down and hash it out with myself, have I arrived at a solution to this problem.
1) I will think smaller/have smaller scope.
2) I will learn to write even with the inharmonius background noise of family members.
3) ... I forgot what this one was... *facefault*
I believe this will help me very much.
Alright, to the news portion.
I had my first-ever job interview today. And I have my first-ever job. I work at a Safeway now as a courtesy clerk. I could have chosen the position of deli clerk, which most likely would have paid more and been nicer on the whole. But I do not like working with food. (I don't burn water, but...erm.) My brother, who is working the same job at the same store, couldn't believe I did not go for that position. My oldest sister was the same. And now I am having second thoughts as well.
I am really nervous and afraid. Maybe that last emotion because it is all so... intimidating. The legal paperwork, having to join a frickin' union ('cause it's a closed shop, which really p****s me off because I have to pay $50 to have the extremely dubious honor of joining -- unions have too much power-- hey, there's my next topic...), taking an oral drug test, et cetera.
This experience has highlighted the issues I have been letting slide. Such as: I need to learn how to drive, I need to buy new sneakers (which must be black), I need more clothing (really, I put women to shame with such a puny collection of 'wear).
Wish me luck. I have a sinking feeling that I am going to need a lot (darn that Murphy!).
EDIT: I forgot to mention this observation. I start out confident on things and on my choices, then, when others start questioning or expressing even mild concerns, I go into this downward spiral of fear, indecision, self-doubt -- just the whole gamut. I just wish my family could understand how much I need them to support me and nothing else...
For anyone who reads my blog, you may be noticing a pattern by now. Well, I have noticed too -- known about for a long time. Only now, with finally the time to sit down and hash it out with myself, have I arrived at a solution to this problem.
1) I will think smaller/have smaller scope.
2) I will learn to write even with the inharmonius background noise of family members.
3) ... I forgot what this one was... *facefault*
I believe this will help me very much.
Alright, to the news portion.
I had my first-ever job interview today. And I have my first-ever job. I work at a Safeway now as a courtesy clerk. I could have chosen the position of deli clerk, which most likely would have paid more and been nicer on the whole. But I do not like working with food. (I don't burn water, but...erm.) My brother, who is working the same job at the same store, couldn't believe I did not go for that position. My oldest sister was the same. And now I am having second thoughts as well.
I am really nervous and afraid. Maybe that last emotion because it is all so... intimidating. The legal paperwork, having to join a frickin' union ('cause it's a closed shop, which really p****s me off because I have to pay $50 to have the extremely dubious honor of joining -- unions have too much power-- hey, there's my next topic...), taking an oral drug test, et cetera.
This experience has highlighted the issues I have been letting slide. Such as: I need to learn how to drive, I need to buy new sneakers (which must be black), I need more clothing (really, I put women to shame with such a puny collection of 'wear).
Wish me luck. I have a sinking feeling that I am going to need a lot (darn that Murphy!).
EDIT: I forgot to mention this observation. I start out confident on things and on my choices, then, when others start questioning or expressing even mild concerns, I go into this downward spiral of fear, indecision, self-doubt -- just the whole gamut. I just wish my family could understand how much I need them to support me and nothing else...
posted by Morncreek at 12/15/2004 12:22:00 PM
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