Showing posts with label full-time. Show all posts
Showing posts with label full-time. Show all posts

January 15, 2014

Whew!

I am finally, finally at the "end" of my work week. I have the next two days off, and well, that's just awesome. I had closing shifts all this week, so I haven't been getting home until after 10 p.m., and then I don't get wound down enough to sleep (a.k.a. drunk) until almost midnight. So the next day, I take a nap before work, wake up with a stomachache that lasts all night....ack. I can feel my old stripper sleep schedule stirring.....gathering strength.....NO! YOU'RE DEAD! IM A MORNING PERSON NOW! I KILLED YOU!
Heh heh.
 When I go back to work on Saturday, I have an interview for a new, full-time position within the company. I'm up against four other coworkers, we shall see. The path shall open up as I move forward.....maybe it will split.....who knows?
 Speaking of the former lifestyle, it's almost comical how everyone from that sphere asks if I'm coming back. Which, is only because most dancers that leave to go give a go at the real world, end up coming back after a few months. Like, 90%. "Quitting dancing, and finding a real job" has a dismal success rate, unfortunately.
 I put my time in, and I was one of the lucky ones <3
K

September 16, 2013

Impatient

I have an interview tomorrow that I hope lands me the job. It would be a much nicer, and closer place of employment.
 This year has been a big one for growth, which means in part getting used to being uncomfortable. It took me a long time to want to break out of my comfort zone, but I've done it. I have downsized my anxiety to a small little black, miserable box, which I keep inside of a bigger box. 
 And now I'm impatient. Impatient for a better, more progressive workplace, and hopefully better pay. Please God, let there be better pay. This wage sucks, and I miss shopping :( I've been such a hermit this year because of having no money. I mean, the fact that I'd rather be holed up with my lover than be around stupid, annoying people, plays a major role in that hermitage, but the lack of money is the other part. 
 Take a deep breath, you nut case. You've made amazing progress on several fronts this year......WHY COULDN'T I BE PAID FOR ALL MY WORK?? 
Ok, I'll stop complaining. I know it sucks right now, but it won't forever. 
K

September 12, 2013

This Adult Life

Good Morning. 
I have a job interview today that I suspect will be a dud, but will be good interview practice nonetheless, and another one tomorrow. Plus, I have one to call back and schedule an interview for. 
 And I have several writing gigs right now, also. Of course everything comes in at once :P I'm not complaining, just gotta keep my head out of the clouds, both literally and figuratively, har har. 
 I'm not as nervous this round of interviews. I'm at the point where I'm (almost) desperate for better pay and/or full-time work so I'm like, Come on, let's get this over with.
 Ok, I gotta get some stuff done before I turn all professional ;) 
Have a great Thong Thursday! 
K 

August 28, 2013

Fighting Adulthood

Today is one of those days where I spend the whole day telling myself, "Bitch, build a bridge and get over it. Seriously." I wish I had my own private stage and sound system, where I could blast beats and just dance all my angst out.
  I had a shitty day at work yesterday, and I am looking for something better (I knew from the get-go it was only temporary) yet at the same time, the idea of working full-time .....does not appeal to me. There. I said it. Yes, a former stripper that balks at the idea of full-time work, what do you know? What do you people expect when I used to make a month's salary in about a 14-hour time span? You would feel the same way!
It's not the work itself, I'm not a lazy person. However, a full-time schedule takes up so much of your life, ugh. That's what I do not like, having to save up your own fun until the weekend. 
  I have to put my 15-year old cat down this weekend. This issue has been weighing on me for some time now, and it sucks. He's not the first cat I've said goodbye to, and I've only had him since 2008, but he was with me during some very tumultuous and evolutionary times in my life. I hate losing pets, it hurts so much :(((  
  Thank you Blogger, for providing your therapy through writing. And you, dear readers, for being an audience for my bitching. 
 K