So as you all know, I've been livin like a fat cat in the city since April. It's been great. I've been unemployed and living off of my savings, doing the occasional odd massage/dogsitting job, and my federal tax return. I've pretty much just been paying my own bills+groceries. Mike's been handling... p.much every thing else. WHICH IS GREAT and he never minded because he'd have been spending as much anyway. Probably more because he doesn't cook.
ANYWAY. The joyful days of lazing in the sun with my dog had to come to an end. Thanks to My Good Friend Rachelle, I had a bomb-ass resume with which to sprinkle across the internet because fuck it I aint goin to all yall stores. LONG STORY SHORT I got one of the gigs. I am going to be working the same schedule all week erryweek so I am giving it to you guys so that chu know.
Mon- OFF
Tues- OFF
Wed- 3:30-9:30
Thurs- 3:30-9:30
Fri- 3:30-9:30
Sat- OFF
Sun- 2-8
IT IS SUPER EASY FOR ME TO GET DAYS OFF IF I HAVE ADVANCE NOTICE. Include me in everything forever sob.
Also if you wanna do something let me know because seriously, I drive to the suburbs all the time. Don't think that because I live a half hour away, I aint gonna drive down to see you. 8C!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! And you should totes come and sleep over too because I am a great hostess.
I'm really excited for this job and my coworkers are super cute and chill. I have guaranteed hours, with guaranteed pay. This is a much healthier environment than my last job.
MUSIC TIME:
I saw Ripley Caine and the Full Moon at a street fest this week and they were delightful, my goodness.
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