Jobs

I probably need a job while I'm out here, right? I mean, I can be comfortable for a while - I did work a ton of hours between graduation day and last week - but eventually I'm going to need something. Even 15 hours at minimum wage a week would suffice.

It looks like it's going to be tough, unfortunately. I've applied to a ton of places the past two days, both by walks-in, online applications, and emails to craigslist ads. I don't have much to show for it.

Well, okay, I finally got a call today about an interview at some place called Scotty's Beans. It was a craigslist thing, and they sound legit. However, it's nine miles away. It would take me two and a half hours to walk there at least. Or I could take three buses for a total of an hour and a half each way (the buses move really slow here).

I'm not crazy to turn this down, right? Getting to work at a crappy job for crappy pay should at least have the trade-off of being convenient to get there. Am I an idiot for turning this down?

Turning it down doesn't mean giving up on the job search, however. Actually, I may have to cut this short. Fogo de Chao around the corner said to stop in around 10 to pick up an application.

So, the search continues.

(P.S. Pam has started writing about her job, but give her another day or two, she has a lot on her plate.)