Tuesday, March 30, 2010

A job. Again

I interviewed last week for a job through a temp agency. The job is officially titled "Sales support rep," which DOES NOT mean I will be selling anything, merely helping the salesmen. The company is Fabricut, which is a locally owned company with showrooms all over the country. I am trying hard to be enthusiastic, but the truth is, the last job experience I had sort of knocked me down. I'm not sorry that I got fired, but I do feel a little less worthy now. Or skilled, or something. Add to that the fact that this is an hourly job, and I'm even more down in the dumps. Somehow, in all those years of college, I pictured myself graduating and getting some great salaried position doing something somewhere (which really is the problem, I never saw myself DOING anything particular).

And I'm a little bit angry about the week that I lost with my daughter for a job that went literally nowhere. Even though it's just a week. And about the money spent on daycare. And about the fact that she was just getting comfortable being left at the daycare when she had to come back home with Mommy. (I know, I'm contradicting myself here.) In a nutshell, I was really content before I took that ill-fated job. And I was even content after I took it (well, until crazy lady made an appearance). Now, I'm nervous and sick to my stomach, and hoping that I'll somehow fail the drug test (fat chance).

I know that there is a good chance that this will turn out to be a great job. After all, the two women I interviewed with loved me, and the company seems to be a really good, really solid company (the employees pay $2 every Wed to wear jeans, and the money is donated to whatever charity they're supporting that quarter, how cool is that??). So I'm praying for peace, and to not be fearful based on one bad experience (literally, of all the jobs I've ever had, ONE bad experience). Also, to find a good day care for Hailey, b/c the one we were using filled her slot. *sigh*

Saturday, March 20, 2010

Back at home

I had an interesting experience this week. I got fired. For the first time ever. From a job that I held for exactly one week. This was a job working as a receptionist/administrative assistant in a doctor's office, as I mentioned in my previous post. And it wasn't what I wanted to be when I grew up. I know now that I definitely did not want to be that in this particular doctor's office. The truth is, when I left work on Wednesday, I wasn't feeling great about the job. When I left work on Thursday, I was feeling even worse. And when I was driving in on Friday, I actually told my mom that I had a feeling I was about to be fired. Sure enough, 30 minutes later, I was driving home in tears.

That said, the tears didn't last long. And I'm not sure what the tears were really about, beyond that I'm a crybaby and will cry at pretty much anything. The doctor's wife was the office manager, and without going into too much detail, she was not a very nice person. She came across that way initially (or I would not have taken/been so excited about the job), but by Thursday I had come to realize that she was a poor teacher (important when you are training someone in a new job), extremely impatient, and had very high expectations. Almost unrealistic expectations. Apparently I required "too much babysitting" for her.

Fortunately for me, I have a wonderful daughter who I get to stay home with again, at least until I find something else, and a terrific husband who was very understanding about the whole situation. (Perhaps because he didn't want to deal with a sobbing mess for a wife at every waking moment, but maybe not.)

So for now, I'm going to be thankful that God got me out of that office that would have tortured me for as long as I allowed it, and pray that a better opportunity comes along.

Saturday, March 6, 2010


I haven't had much to say lately. Our lives keep on going in the same vein we've been in for a year now (I can't believe it's been a year since we moved here). Chad works, a lot, I take care of Hailey, et cetera. Recently, though, there have been some changes.

I might have mentioned that Chad's uncle passed away several months ago, and his restaurant, where Chad works, was put up for sale. It has been sold, and Chad has decided that it is time to move on. There is not likely much of a future for him there, so about 3 weeks ago, he began job hunting. Aggressively. He has now been on 2 interviews with one company, and was offered a position after the first interview with another company (he turned it down).

In the meantime, my first federal extension on my unemployment ran out at the same time that a senator from Kentucky (can't remember his name at the moment) voted no for another federal extension. That was a scary couple of days, waiting to find out what was going to happen. Happily, when the Senate reconvened, he voted with the majority and I got my unemployment back. Even more happily, one of the job interviews that I went on a couple of weeks ago called me back, and I GOT A JOB!!!

Officially, my title is administrative assistant, which is not the job I envisioned for myself while racking up my student loan debt. Unfortunately, that debt is for a degree in English, which really didn't do much for me in the job market. However, I am very excited about this position. It is a small office, working with a doctor and his wife, and I think that I will enjoy the job. I'm sad about sending Hailey off to daycare again, because I have enjoyed my time at home with her, but I do recognize the need for her to have some time with other kids, and I definitely won't miss the tantrums that we've started throwing on a semi-regular basis. Plus, I have Friday afternoons off, which means that I will still have 3 1/2 days a week to hang with my girl. And Chad currently has Thursdays off, so we're planning that they'll have some "daddy-daughter" time on those days (something that hasn't happened prior to this).

All in all, lots of exciting changes at our house. And maybe with the new happenings in our lives, I'll have more to say on here.