ive been hiding from everybody lately. no real reason why; ive just been very against being social lately. like i'll be 3 minutes into a conversation with someone and just think to myself
'god i really dont want to talk to you.'
nothin personal. i just aint been wantin to talk to niggas. so i aint been talkin to yall.
other than the sunshine that i am sure ive robbed u all of by virtue of keeping my dazzling wit and captivating conversation to myself, it hasnt really been a big loss. i havent had anything to talk about. nothing new, anyway. not really. im still jobless. im still looking. i did have an interview last wednesday though, and the day before that i went to test and register at a temp agency. i think i did pretty good. the lady who administered my tests was super impressed at my typing speed--'we dont even HAVE a speed category for you; we just call you guys 70+' (i hit 81 wpm, i think, and 9400 keystrokes on the alphanumeric data entry test). they tested me on MS Access, which i had never even seen before, let alone used, so i was nervous about that. they also tested me on excel and word, both of which i thought i was pretty familiar with. turns out i scored way higher on access than i did on excel AND word. wtf sense does that make.
while i was there, the lady i had called at the new jersey office called in to the philly office and asked to speak to me. she said she was gonna send my resume to an insurance company to work with claims or adjusting or something like that; no experience needed, she said, they just needed someone good with computers to learn their in-office software pretty quickly. i feel like i can do that. then she said 'blah blah blah $13.50 an hr'
!!!!!!
YES. YES I CAN DO THIS.
i hope i can do that. i talked to my daddy who told me about his career as a claims adjuster way back when before he started working for the army corps of engineers. from what he described it was horrible. he had to like, to survey crash sites and shit and determine whether the victims had any valid claims with the insurance company. he told me this story about having to survey the wreck of this guy's daughter; she'd just graduated high school and he bought her a new car. he had her name airbrushed on a license plate placed at the front of the car. when my dad got to the wreck, he said the license plate was laying in the back seat, bloodstained. the girl died. he said talking to her father was what drove him to quit cold, just called in the next day and said he wasnt coming back.
...yeah. i'd rather not do that kinda work.
i have a feeling that that's not what this work is about though. i got the impression it was more clerical/data entry shit than anything else. im still waiting to hear from them. i called the office friday and left a message, but the lady never got back to me. she seems kinda scatterbrained actually.. i'll call again tomorrow.
the other job i interviewed for was at some fancy schmancy restaurant in old city. it was very, very pretty. really posh. while i was sitting at the table with the guy interviewing me, delivery guys kept coming in with big crates of like, blue crab and squid and big jars of eye of newt. im lying about the eye of newt, but i wldnt have been surprised.
the guy interviewing me was pretty young. his age was a little difficult for me to gage at first; he was definitely older than me and was the unfortunate owner of a too-soonly receeding hairline. that kinda threw me off; those dudes always look way older than they are. at the very least, he was young minded; he said at least three variations of the word 'fuck' as he interviewed me--tres professional, no?--and he had to stop to check an email on his blackberry a few times...think young yuppie kid who had some early success in business and now has some money and responsibility. that was him. he was jewish. he looked jewish. p lus he had a jewish last name that i can't recall. his first name was adam and he wore a very large, unattractive pair of dolce & gobana glasses. very hideous. the logo on the side was like, super huge. i guess that was the point though.
he managed to give me a pretty good rundown of the job in spite of all the interruptions posed between the delivery guys and his blackberry. he works directly under the owner of world fusion restaurant in old city, a guy named wilson, who is poised to embark on three new projects; he's opening two new world fusion restaurants, one in northern liberties here in philly, another in jersey somewhere, and he's starting up a consulting firm of some sort. the ad i responded to was advertised as being a secretary/administrative assistant position; i was especially interested in it because it called for someone with an office background, which i have, with restaurant experience, which i have in moderation, and creative writing experience, which i like to pretend i have. he said that the writing was why i got the call back more so than the clerical and restaurant experience on my resume; i asked why and he said that a huge, huge part of the job was writing proposals and the like. i'll actually be doing very little secretarial work; that portion of the job takes a major backseat to the other stuff he was describing. i'd basially be one of three people working on getting all this stuff done. they take care of the big stuff, and i sort of push everyone to make sure they're getting all their work done, emailing people who need to be emailed, returning calls that need to be returned, etc. the way he described it was actually pretty intimidating; it sounds like i'll have a lot of responsibility that regular old receptionists really dont/shouldnt have. it's more restauranting than office work--finding and setting up venues for banquets, finding head chefs to do the catering, etc. so im kinda nervous about that, but im kinda excited aabout it too. it doesnt pay as much as the insurance gig, but it still pays pretty well; plus i'll have other opportunities to make some extra cash, like if they're ever short staffed for a party or somethin, i can throw on some slacks and a blouse and carry aroudn a tray of food for a few hrs.
i shld hear from them by wednesday. we'll see, i guess.
i didnt win the lottery like i wanted to. im pretty pissed about that.
i also didnt take the coupon/flyer girl gig for a lot of reasons that i dont feel like ppl understand, but screw em. right now im plenny happy sayin that i didnt take the job because i didnt want to take it, and right now, i dont NEED to take it cause...
I JUST GOT MY TAX RETURNS! WOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!!!
that's gonna help me out a *lot* man. plus i made my daddy feel guilty about sucking so bad, so he's gonna send me some money soon. i havent paid a single bill this month. yeesh.
im runnin outta stuff to talk about. actually im just losing interest in talking about stuff.
ive been thinking a lot about my future here in the city of philly. i think im slowly coming to realize that as far as cities go... this is a nice place to visit. that may be about it when it comes to me. i mean... i dunno. its just okay. i dont wanna philly bash like i see so many other ppl do, cause i mean it is a nice city, there's a lot of good about it
i just dont feel like its for me. at least not yet. im optimistic though, and im being patient. i wont rush to any conclusions and swear it off yet.
welp, im outta stuff to say. i'll come out of hiding and get at yall soon.
