The thingd I'd do for money...
NOTE: I meant to make this post three hours ago, but my internet was randomly down.
Oh man. I didn't think that it was possible for my feet to hurt this much. My dad forgot to leave me bus money today, so aside from the fact that my videos are going to be late going back to the video store (WHICH IS, WHOPEE, DOWNTOWN YAYZ), I also had to WALK ALL THE WAY TO TELETECH to put in my application.
Teletech is AN HOUR AND A HALF'S WALK UPHILL from my building, and then AN HOUR AND A HALF'S WALK DOWN HILL back. This would have translated into, oooh, a ten minute bus ride. Yes, I love my life sometimes. To make matters worse, since I was dropping off a resume and going in for a pre screening, I had to GOD FORBID, DRESS NICELY. This means I did that three hours combined walk in HEELS. My feet now are convinced that they are actually shaped like my dress shoes. *DIES*
But the good news is that I probably will get hired at Teletech. Call centers kinda, sorta will hire anyone, even people like me who wear scary hats. This is not completely good news, because I'm not sure how much I'll enjoy working there. Sitting at a computer all day while listening to morons whine about their computer problems is not my idea of a good time at a job.I DO THAT AT HOME. Plus, the whole "not moving around a lot" and sitting in cubicles thing really makes me want to have multiple panic attacks or something.
HOWEVER, here's the thing. The place pays NINE FUCKING FIFTY AN HOUR. That's $600 PAYCHECKS, which translates to about $1200 A MONTH.
Yeah, so I could totally, like, use that money. If I were making Twelve hundred a month, I could pay my dad rent and internet, buy my own groceries and put $500-$600 away for University every month and STILL have more free spending money than my both parents and most of my friends combined.
And I really want a Hammered Dulcimer.
So, once I have all my University/moving to Montreal money saved up MY ASS IS OUT OF THERE.
If I get the job, of course. With my luck I'll be the one lame-ass, good for nothing high school graduate they DON'T hire. But considering the most important factors for the job are, y'know, TALKING and COMPUTER SKILLS (which are two things I'm very proffecient at), I should probably be fine. *crosses fingers*
Oh man. I didn't think that it was possible for my feet to hurt this much. My dad forgot to leave me bus money today, so aside from the fact that my videos are going to be late going back to the video store (WHICH IS, WHOPEE, DOWNTOWN YAYZ), I also had to WALK ALL THE WAY TO TELETECH to put in my application.
Teletech is AN HOUR AND A HALF'S WALK UPHILL from my building, and then AN HOUR AND A HALF'S WALK DOWN HILL back. This would have translated into, oooh, a ten minute bus ride. Yes, I love my life sometimes. To make matters worse, since I was dropping off a resume and going in for a pre screening, I had to GOD FORBID, DRESS NICELY. This means I did that three hours combined walk in HEELS. My feet now are convinced that they are actually shaped like my dress shoes. *DIES*
But the good news is that I probably will get hired at Teletech. Call centers kinda, sorta will hire anyone, even people like me who wear scary hats. This is not completely good news, because I'm not sure how much I'll enjoy working there. Sitting at a computer all day while listening to morons whine about their computer problems is not my idea of a good time at a job.
HOWEVER, here's the thing. The place pays NINE FUCKING FIFTY AN HOUR. That's $600 PAYCHECKS, which translates to about $1200 A MONTH.
Yeah, so I could totally, like, use that money. If I were making Twelve hundred a month, I could pay my dad rent and internet, buy my own groceries and put $500-$600 away for University every month and STILL have more free spending money than my both parents and most of my friends combined.
And I really want a Hammered Dulcimer.
So, once I have all my University/moving to Montreal money saved up MY ASS IS OUT OF THERE.