So, It Seems I Have A Job...
Welsh Girl made a mini-rant on the Book Face that got some responses from some friends. One of them mentioned that her workplace (a jewelry store in the local mall) was looking for an Office Manager type. So I went Thursday and talked to her Store Manager. Turned out the position was actually an Office Administrator but is effectively an assistant manager. The Manager liked both my resume and me. She had me come back Friday to meet with her boss, the District Manager. There was a lot of talk about values and morals (uh-oh) but I managed to stay positive and offer work and real world (but non-personal) based examples of the values she was talking about. Once again, I thought it went well, but, in this case, I wasn't very sure if I had really hit the mark. Saturday morning, while I was feeding the girls breakfast, I get a call from the Manager asking me to take a computer survey. The survey was one of those computerized surveys about morals and crap (uh oh). I took it and gave the best answers I could without lying (no, I don't consider someone who has one "marijuana cigarette" a week to have a problem). Saturday afternoon, I got a call from the Store Manager again. I did badly on the morals survey. Thinking I was sunk, she then went on to say that, in her experience, intelligent people tend to do badly on them, seeing areas of grey that more salt of the earth folks might not. She told me that the pay wasn't great, but the position can lead into management as I would be more involved with corporate operations than store management and made the offer. I accepted. The money is 25% less than I'm used to making, but it's more than I'm making in the part time job I have now (which I'll be keeping on the weekends for a while) and doesn't involve working out in the hot sun. I don't like working in retail, but it's indirect and, to be honest, I have little respect for the product (I have a lot of problems with diamonds and the diamond industry). On the other hand, I do like the idea of being in a job where I help make people happy and, on a personal note, the title, the supervisory experience and the ability to say that I've been responsible for millions in merchandise seem worth it.
All that having said, I'm having a lot of trouble being excited about any of this. Maybe I've been down so long or I'm not jumping for joy over the position. Either way, I'm going to be seeing a therapist on Tuesday for an introductory session. A lot of crap has happened to me in the last few months on top of any issues I may have from longer term stuff. Maybe it's time I talked to someone completely neutral about all this.
And that's all I have to say about that.