Posts Tagged ‘jobs’

It’s been almost a year since I wrote on this blog.

I’ve been hanging out over at Blogger, which is a lot easier (for me) to use. But I feel drawn back here, to my first blog. WordPress was always good to me. And I’ve lost all motivation with my Blogger blog.

Things that have happened since I last posted:

Went and got myself hitched. (Technically, that happened BEFORE my last post, but I didn’t mention it.)
Got a good job. (Also, before my last post.)
Traveled a bit.
Got baby hungry.
Quit the good job. (long story for another day)
Lost the baby hunger.
Got a sporadic part-time job.
Wished I was still a waitress. (I know, I know.)

… and that’s pretty much it. Nothing too exciting. Nothing worth putting into detail.

And since most of the viewers of this blog come from people Googling “I Hate Twilight,” here’s my hate on Twilight for the day:

Twilight (the movie) was pretty awful. Thought that New Moon might be better, which it was, but still awful. Its only redeeming quality was how lovable Jacob was. (But, if you’ve been reading this blog, you know that Jacob is the only character in the books I like, so I may be a bit biased.) The hubby and I saw both of these movies in the local dollar theater, which was jam-packed with college-aged girls–who glared at us intensely because we laughed the whole movie–and the occasional boyfriendsforced to see the movie–who glared as us enviously because they knew their girlfriends would never forgive them for laughing.

Also, someone needs to give Kristen Stewart a big ol’ hug, because she looks depressed in every picture.


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How am I supposed to get a job when every job I apply for requires experience? I mean, you gotta start somewhere. No one was born with 3-5 years of receptionist experience already.

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I have no idea why, but I think I want to be a talk show host.

It all started with a few off-hand comments from my sister about what a good stand-up comedian I would be. I know I’d be a horrible stand-up comedian, and that the crickets would lose their voices from all the awkward silences I’d cause, but it’s a nice sentiment.

Then I started thinking: I love to perform. I was in plays all through junior high and high school, and now that I’m not, it feels weird. People have told me that I seem like I’ve lost my spark, my love for life, and I think it’s because I’m not performing. I definitely don’t have the talent to continue in theater–which is why I’m not–but I still want to perform.

So why the devil do I want to be a talk show host?

I don’t know. You tell me.

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….are the bane of my existence.

Every job I’ve had (except my current one. I’d had enough) has been at a call center. Phone surveys, tech support, customer service, etc. I had no idea that my jobs were horrible until I started working as a waitress. Go figure, eh? Now, I have no desire to return to the world that is “Hi, this is Janeal with Comcast—” *click*, because I have seen the light. I know now that there are better jobs out there that don’t require you to sit on your butt all day.

Unfortunately, the time has come for me to leave my waitress job. Or at least find another part-time job. I don’t make enough waitressing, I don’t get as many hours as I want, and the hours that I do get are crappy. I’ve been looking for a job, but the only ones I get responses to (and that pay enough) are call centers. It seems as though I’m doomed to wearing a headset and being bored out of my mind for the rest of my life. Yippee.

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(“Random thoughts for Valentine’s Day, 2004…… Today is a holiday invented by greeting card companies to make people feel like crap. Sand is overrated. It’s just tiny little rocks.” Name that movie!)

I’m turning into a hippie. My hair is getting longer and longer. I’m learning to play the guitar. I make my own jewelry. I burn incense. I can’t remember who it was, but someone once told me that if I had to be stereotyped, I’d be a hippie. I thought they were crazy then, but now I see what they mean. It’s not a bad thing, just an observation.

I can’t bring myself to go back to school. If I go back to school, I’ll just be getting a degree to get a good job. And then I’d just work all the time. Right now I’m just working all the time. There’s not much difference, except that my job right now doesn’t require a degree, it pays less than if I had a degree, and isn’t really that great of a job. But I like it anyway. I could find a good job that pays better without a degree if I really wanted to. I don’t really need a degree to work lots.

It’s my half birthday today. I should celebrate somehow. Maybe after work. Probably not.

I really want to get away. I’ve been wandering around the house, looking for my Delta dollars that I got on a trip last year. I need them to buy a ticket to Los Angeles and back so I can visit my sister. If I don’t get on a plane soon, I’ll go crazy. Every once in a while, I just have this desire to take off. I think it’s because up through junior high, my family was travelling a lot. Then when I got to high school, I went on a trip with the drama program or the choir program or whatever program at least 3 times a year. In the last year, I’ve gone to New York, Philadelphia, and Chicago. I haven’t gone on a trip since November, and I’m going crazy!

 I know four people getting married in May. Two on the same day.

That’s all.

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I have been interviewing for jobs this week.

Every job I interviewed for called me in for one job (mostly receptionist work), but then considered me for another (usually tech support). I am so annoyed, I could quite possibly hit someone. I’m working tech support right now, and I’m quitting for a reason. Hello!

Anyway, it seems my only choices for decent wages and health benefits rolled into one are tech support and administrative assisting (the politically correct term for “receptionist”), neither of which I’m cheering about. I wish I could find a writing job, but in this world, you need a degree to do that sort of thing, and as I have no patience for the education system, I’m stuck filing, calling, and scheduling.

Maybe one day I’ll go absolutely insane, take all my savings, and move to Estonia.
(I only say Estonia because they mentioned it in an Archie comic book I read today on the bus. I don’t actually know where Estonia is.)

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