I’ve had so much free time on my hands, I don’t even know what to do with myself right now. Why is it that we have the most time when we don’t have money to do anything?
Netflix and Hulu decided to draw money out of my account at the same time. I wasn’t even thinking, I would’ve been okay, but I spent $12 at Sunoco and with the $20 deducted on top of that? My $15 turned into -$57 after the overdraft fee was added in.
I deal with a wide variety of customers at the job I work with. If you don’t know by now, I work at a place that sells food and beer, and it’s also connected to a bar (with the same kitchen). I live in a college town as well, so we get a variety of people as well. I’ve met my fair share of customers. Some I love, some I can’t stand. Here is a rundown of some of them. This is an idea that’s been brewing in my head for the past few weeks, considering I spend so much time at work.
There are a couple jobs I’m going to mention in this post, because they all happened very close to each other. Not this past summer, but the summer before then, I had just graduated college, and knew my time of working on campus was coming to an end. I did graphic design work for the business college on campus, and while I love doing that sort of work, I was happy to leave because of my boss being so scatterbrained. Great and wonderful person, terrible at organizing and keeping things on track. Which made my job stressful when it didn’t need to be.
There are a few opportunities that I’ve been waiting for. The most recent one is job related.
Last night, I filled out 7 more applications to the previous bank I applied for. I received emails for the first three jobs I applied for, all saying they hired someone else for the positions. So I figured, now that my reference has finally gone through, why not spam them with my name. If they see it enough, won’t that stick out?
Last night, I decided to look into jobs. Just to see what was available local. As usual – not much. Slim pickings in my town, especially without a license. There are buses, but I hate relying on public transportation. I’d rather get there myself, no hassle.
As I was looking through a few different sites, I signed up for one – Glassdoor. Setting up my profile, there was an option to get my resume reviewed for free. How can someone pass that up? So I hit it, and this morning I got my review back (in less than 12 hours). They basically told me what I feared – my resume is too plain, basic, it doesn’t stand out. I don’t sell myself, I use passive words. Big companies filter out resumes through a software, and they pretty much told me mine wouldn’t pass.
We’re almost halfway through September already, which is crazy. 2018 is just around the corner. Can time just slow down a little? I feel like I barely got to enjoy the summer weather before it started turning cooler again. I’m not ready for the cold weather, not one bit.
I mentioned about a week ago (here) about trying to make some goals for this week.
My weekly goal from now to next week is going to include: cleaning up a little around the house (and especially my bedroom – it’s a disaster), read half of Game of Thrones, finish Twin Peaks (before my free Showtime on Hulu expires), and especially – call and set up a doctor’s appointment! This is the first step to getting my act together.
I’m honestly at the place anymore I can’t stand going in to do my job. Between the amount of drama that seems to always be going on (my other coworker, Steve, who was my other cashier, got himself fired), and the fact that I just don’t like this kind of work, I’m ready for a change. I mentioned Steve got himself fired – now I’m looking at 45 hours this week to pick up on those lost hours. Yes, I really want the money and I will work it, but I really hate the idea of spending majority of my week in that store. It’s suffocating.
I hate this question. They ask it in school, in job interviews. Everywhere. It’s one of the hardest questions to answer (unless life just comes easy for you). For most of us, though, life isn’t easy, and there are many curve-balls, that you just don’t expect, being thrown at you. Ten years is a lot of time, but at the same time, not very far from where you are right now.
If I looked back at my last ten years, I could tell you that things did not go how I planned them out. Suffice to say, the next ten years of my life? Most likely not how I hope they’ll be. That’s the thing though, I could tell you what I hope will happen. But I’m a realist, and I know life doesn’t just work the way you want it to be all the time.