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I don’t need an interview unless its for professional time waster. Or creeper.

So, today was an interesting day. Well, that’s not really surprising living in my shoes, but nonetheless, strange. I drove a couple of towns over for an interview to be an intern at a photography studio.

I think the interview went well. I always do freakishly well at interviews, which is bizarre because I typically just wing it. I’m going to turn them down if I get offered the internship, though. It sounds too officy for me & like I wouldn’t learn jack shit. Figures.

I was already pretty close to the dress shop so I didn’t want to waste the gas to drive all the way back home, but I had 4 hours to kill before I had to be at work. Yea, you read that right, 4 whopping hours. I didn’t have a clue what the hell I was going to do.

I ended up at a pretty big mall, then went to a movie theater. I realized I’d never seen a movie by myself. Eh. Time to try that out today. Even though I’m not a big Zac Efron fan, I went to see The Lucky One, which actually turned out to be pretty alright. There were only 3 other creepers in the theater: a chick in daisy dukes, an Asian lady that wouldn’t stop crying & a huge bald guy. I was by far the most normal looking one there, even in my nice business attire.

I then took a slow, long walk to the mall food court to stuff my face. Whatever. I had time to kill. I wondered around for a while to take samples from all the Asian restaurants even though I had no intention of eating at any of them. Hey, now, I know you guys do that too. It doesn’t make me a bad person.

After lunch, I lurked around Nordstrom to steal their wi-fi (why the hell does a department store need wi-fi?!).

Then, due to my lack of sense of direction, I couldn’t find a bathroom, so I drove to the dress shop to use theirs. Oh well, they already know I’m craycray. They spend most days with me.

BrennaG.

I’m about to resort to doing shameful things on street corners for money…

like starting a lemonade stand. Duh. What did you think I meant? Oh, ew. No! So you guys have already heard about how I hit rock bottom (slowly trying to work my way back up, thank you very much) & about how I have been looking for a new job (only one offer, part-time, making LESS than I am now…uh, no thanks).

We’re pretty broke, but I went on a rant yesterday about how I want to change my thinking & make the most of what we have now. That means, I’m going to try to stop stressing so freaking much about finding the perfect job & just go with the flow & maybe pursue other dreams (I majored in graphic design in school & have been waiting to land that grandiose job). Maybe I will save some money on hair dye as my hair will stop getting more & more gray.

In honor of this new change, I decided to do a post (& a list, yay!) of past jobs I’ve had to prove how crazy things have gotten in the past. I am not revealing the actual names of any of the places I’ve worked…because, well, that’s just unprofessional.

1. The fast food place. Reeked of raw chicken. ALL THE TIME. I did pretty much everything from working drive thru to the front line to some cooking. Was there for a year, left to go to college.

2. The steakhouse. I was a fill in hostess in between jobs. Stayed for 4 months before they went bankrupt & closed down.

3. The department store that had everything. I worked here on & off all throughout college. Originally I started as a sales associate on the floor in the children’s department, ended up being a receptionist. Was there a total of 3 years, left because I hated it & they pissed me off.

4. The magazine. Run by the college I went to, actually got to do graphic design work. SHOCK! Stayed for 2 years, then I graduated.

5. The internship. I got this straight out of college & actually moved halfway across the state to accept it. Did graphic design work (sort of)…then got fired 4 weeks in.

6. The photography studio. I actually liked this job at first, & it got me really interested in photography, but sucky management & a poor work environment caused me to leave 6 months in.

7. The dress shop. My current job. I’ve been there for almost a year and a half. I like it alright most days. I’m a receptionist & the people are really cool at the store I’m currently at, I just wish it were full-time.

There you have it. My sporadic work history. Now that that’s off my chest its time to go with the flow. We’ll see how long that lasts.

Peace.

BrennaG.