Doom’s World

And it’s at the original place, the one I found through the PCC Job Fair.

Last Thursday the supervisor called me and said they went with another guy because he had more hands on experience, but he didn’t like all the computer usage (apparently most of the training is on a PC) and quit. So did I want the job.

HELL yeah.

Then he made me an offer that literally broke my mind. Several dollars an hour over my minimum. The next day I went for my pee test and the HR lady said hopefully they’ll be able to get everything moving by this coming Friday.

TODAY I got a call asking if I can make it to orientation on Thursday.

HELL yeah.

There ARE things about this place that I’m wary about. The level of corporate propaganda approaches cult level. The orientation, for instance, is four hours long. It’s not in my desired industry, which was hotels, this is a retail job. But it seems to be within my level of training. As the work goes it’s not ideal like that hotel job that tried to fuck me. THAT was perfect for work. But this will still be good entry level experience. And the money, well.

It equals what I was making at the shithole, in fact it’s a little bit more. Which I totally didn’t expect to get for at least years. This means that since I won’t be overspending on rent (hopefully) I should have a shit-ton of spending money.

To somewhat counterbalance things, the bar seems to be going down the crapper. Personally I think the owner is trying to sell it, but I’m not sure. If that goes to shit it’ll delay my move out by about a month. Maybe a bit more, because it would leave my weekends unoccupied so I’d be spending money.

Still.

Hired.

Weee!!!!!!