I just knew I was gonna get a job. I knew exactly where to go...I was pulled...I could feel I had to go to this one place I was haunting...
And when I got there just for my own recreation to read and have a latte...the woman hired me.
Yipppeee...I'm working a bar position part-time with great hours, super nice people, like family...and I get to make cappuccinos (which I love making) and talk with people!!!!! Since it's part-time I can get another job too..and help with busking. Whoohoo! Two jobs baby that's the way to roll.
On the weekend, I had the hunch. I got some new sneaks for my future job..and some new pants and t-shirts...something I NEVER do...but I knew I had to be ready. Preparation. Experience. Opportunity. Right? Even my Green Card looked shinier this morning...it's done it's own job!
(listen...I am always busy and I've been doing volunteer work here in Chicago... but for those who know me, lets face it, I'm your classic textbook stylistically posing slacker-Church of the Subgenius ....have you ever thought you would hear me be happy to have a job?) Har!