So yesterday was my last day drawing unemployment. I wasn’t terribly pleased about that. Then an hour or so after I woke up, I got a call from a grocery store in Scottsdale wanting me to come in for an interview. I did that today and, contingent upon my passing a background check that looks back ten years, I should have a job. I’ll apparently be working an overnight shift making doughnuts and stocking. Not the most glamorous job, but money is money, though in this case, it’s only $47 more than I was getting on unemployment.
It’s also a union job, which means union benefits and that pleases the heck out of me. It’s an open shop, so I wouldn’t have to join, but I will, if I can afford to. The commute will be a bitch-ride from hell. 90 minutes or so each way on the buses and depending on the day of the week, I’ll get there anywhere from 45 minutes to an hour and 45 minutes early. Still, work is work.
Until I know for sure that I have the job, I’m not celebrating. But once I know, oh, yes. Party time. 
August 1, 2012 at 10:28 am
Making doughnuts? Oh lordy, I’d gain a pound a day doing that.
August 1, 2012 at 11:52 am
I hope to gain several dollars a day, not merely one pound.