The bastards actually offered me the job… from an interview I had four weeeks ago. Wowwwww was I caught off guard.
Of course I accepted. I really had myself convinced that a job offer was nonattainable.
Ironically, the position is for public welfare caseworker, hah! Oh the irony! I get this news on the SAME DAY I SENT MY APPLICATION FOR WELFARE! The same day I was thinking that the ship was just goin’ down. Well I can withdraw that welfare application now, hahah.
I’m excited, yea, but also nervous too. I’m a lot wiser going into this than when I stepped into my job in juvenile corrections. I have a better idea of what to look out for now, a priceless awareness of the warning signs of a job that might not be a good fit. I just keep telling myself that the chances are, not much could be worse than that bad job experience I had before.
I start Monday Feb 27. Full time. Full government benefits. It even pays more than the corrections job. Six thousand more. More than I’ve ever made in my whole life. Wow, wow wow.
I’m calm, feeling good. I gave two weeks’ notice for mall security and I’m leaving them on great terms. I’m gonna stay calm and try to take this step by step, take deep breaths, take it slow.
This transition to a new change will be a doozey. There’s going to be some challenges. I know all too well now that money is not everything when it comes to a job, thanks to my experience in juvie corrections.
But let’s try it!
We’ll see what happens with this one . . .
