Thanks for the telegram, body

I deal pretty well with stress. Of course, I have my tells, as do we all (stomach aches, memory issues and curling into a ball and staring into space, to name a few), but overall I like to think that when faced with stress, I carry on as though nothing bad is happening. I’m a titan of industry!

When that stress finally lets off, I have different tells. Specifically, crushing exhaustion and sinus issues. This usually happens after exam time, or a move.

And RELATEDLY, I just switched jobs. (I promise this is related.) The ones I had before were fine, but probably not ideal for my interests and personality. I’m an introvert, and I was in sales. So I’m in this new job, and it has its share of blinding terrors, but significantly, despite working less hours here, I’m totally exhausted and rocking a head so clogged I feel like I’m going to overbalance. My body is reacting to this full-time job as though it has the same stress level as a vacation.

I’m guessing the job is a good fit for me.

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I had an interview with McDonalds this morning, which was- not as bad as I feared. I hesitate to ever call a job interview “good,” but this one went smoothly, and I wasn’t scared until I cam out again. There were a few tense moments; when they asked me why I left Tim Horton’s, and who I could give as references at Tim’s. I didn’t exactly leave there in a happy frame of mind, let’s just say. It was my first experience in a defined hierarchy-type job, when I wasn’t on my own initiative, and I had a bunch of co-workers who liked to “teach” the sheltered home-schooler about “the facts of life.” So, it wasn’t my favourite job ever. 

But it seems that my references were good, because I got a call this afternoon, saying I could have the job if I wanted it. And thankfully, they still have the blue uniforms, not the brown monstrosities that have just debuted in the UK. *shudders*
NOT me.
This is rather ironic, really, given the reminisces Third World and I engaged in at College. After talks about the worst shift ever, and picky customers, and faulty equipment, and coworkers who can only be described as disturbing, I said, “We’re going to end up working Fast Food again this summer, I know it.” And as it turns out, Third World has a bunch of leads on other work, (she’s in a city, so the options are slightly broader), but I’m looking clear to be manning drive-thru again. 😀 I love irony. It makes life so much richer. 
I think this job could be fun. In a rather geekish way, I like the cash registers, and equipment, and being able to ring in a ridiculously detailed order as fast as someone could speak it. There is a nice bit of triumph to repeating back an order and totalling it correctly, while not at your cash. And McDonalds does more things than Tim’s, so the learning curve should take a bit longer. Also the people there seem to be nice. ALSO; I’m getting $8.50 an hour, 32 hrs a week, which works to $272 a week, before taxes. not bad, not bad at all. At that rate, I might actually get the debt paid off before I turn thirty! 😀
*sigh*
Having my smaller siblings wash dishes is pure torture. For everyone involved. *beats head against wall* General tears and hysteria. And screaming. But nothing has broken, yet. 
*puts head on desk and cries*
 And oh look, Sam just took a fire poker to my bread dough. 

Did I actually get up before the sun? Voluntarily?

I have realized several more important things. 

One: I spent a lot of time on the computer, and a lot of the things I would like to do, (writing, news trawling, programming, etc.) would involve spending more time on a computer. This is slight problematic in that I think my family would like to see me once in a while. 😛 and also I am now sharing a computer with people who live in the same house as I do.
Two: I had a lot of, if not “free” time, certainly “self directed” time at the college. Now I’m following the schedule of my family, who likes to get up before 10, and thinks that going to bed at 2 am is slightly excessive. (I can’t imagine why…)
 This leads me to my next point!
Three: I am going to get up early to use the computer, so it can be used by others the rest of the day. *pause* Yes, really. *longer pause* I’ll drink some coffee in the morning, okay! I shall triumph over scheduling! 
That is all.
No, it isn’t. I am also going to try and find out more information about my possible library job, and if it is 20 hours a week, which I suspect, I will try and find another job to bring me up to the requisite 40 hours. *slumps* It must be done. And it seems that most places in town are hiring! Time to join the work force again.
*marches off*