smart-sane's Diaryland Diary ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Everybody Here Wants You Watching:The Apprentice. I kinda forget its on. I never answer my phone at home, especially when its ringing at 8:18 in the morning and I'm already late for work. Good thing they don't know what the word "late" means here. Ah, another plus of working at MP. Anyway, this morning it was different. And as I got ready to hand off the phone they asked "Can I speak to Tiffany?" HUH? The home phone is actually for me. My ears perked up as the lady on the other side said she was from some company, had reviewed my resume she received from my recruiter Jeff and wanted to chat a little bit. Oops, I forgot to tell Jeff I found a job. I was so intrigued about what job she was going to talk about, and I knew it would probably pay even more than what I'm making now, and for about five seconds I debated the thought. But I was so late for work I just blurted out "I've already found a position." The lady was shocked, and I'll admit, so was I! I'm always up for the occasional ego boost, but here I didn't even let her get word in edgewise. She asked when I had accepted it, and then after wishing me good luck she said if she could do anything for me in the future, to not hesitate to give her a call. I guess it really is true. People only want you after you're working. But in the end I know Jehovah blessed me with the right job. I'm working part time just like I wanted, I'm making enough to pay my bills and stay out in service (or is that get out in service when it gets humanely warm? whichever) and now I've got a second job at Life Time for the extra spending cash. [Although about that job, why is it as long as I'm away from that building I don't want the job, but when I go in, my mindset changes. I'm like "yea, I could do this. What a cool place." And then when I drive away, all the doubts that I can't do it swarm back. I'm officially in barring any nasty discoveries on my dubious background. I've got to take classes in CPR, sexual harrassment and IMPACT which I think stands for something but I can't be sure. I already told her that I'm going on vacation March 10-14 and that seems to be "not a problem."] Things definitely worked out good. I just took the long route to get there. So why do I keep looking up companies and clicked on the "career opportunities" tab? I have an excuse this time. It is in out of state and sometimes out of country locations. Like here is my new dream company: Saatchi & Saatchi. Me, working in Paris, or London, or Prague! Or New York, NY. For some reason I've looked up already more than five marketing research firms in the Big Apple. I mean I guess it would be kind of exciting to work on the East Coast, and be making a ton of money in comparison although it would all go to rent. And what about this place in Santa Monica? Who doesn't want to live in California? I don't remember. Somehow I keep forgetting that I love Michigan and want to stay here forever. All I can think of is how much I want out of this state. I know that feeling goes away in the summertime, but right now it is grabbing a hold of my goals and stringing their neck. We want East Coast! We want West Coast! We want Europe! We want Argentina! I think this must be how Jubi felt before she made the big splash into Brooklyn. I guess the closer you get to a quarter of century, the more you realize that you've got more to discover. I've pretty much mastered the Michigan landscape; it's time to tackle another. Quoting: The eating-est group around. 11:47 a.m. - 01-28-05 ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- |
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