As most of you know, I have been literally pounding the pavement for a job. On Friday I actually drove around town looking for help wanted signs. That's how desperate I was getting.
Yesterday after harassing Farmer (yet again) I decided to come inside and check out the internet and newspapers to see if anything new had popped up. And a few things had. There was a job as a bartender and a local car dealership was looking for a salesperson.
Now, I have tended bar before... that is how I got myself through college. And it was good money but super crappy hours. While everyone else is out partying on a Saturday night, you're working because Thursday, Friday and Saturday nights are when the money and tips come in. Tending bar was kinda down my list of things to do because with Farmer getting up at 4am and me coming home at 4am, we'd be like ships passing in the night. However, I was willing to do it because I needed a job. ANY job. So, I went down to the bar and filled out an application. There were 2 other people filling out aps at the same time... *sigh*
I also decided that the sales thing might work out as well. They were offering a base plus commission (so no pressure) and it's only about 20 minutes away from the house. Because there is no traffic here, I can live with that. So I gathered up my newly revised resume and headed out to the dealership where I was to ask for Brandon or Mike.
I found Mike. He was busy wrapping up a sale so I had a seat and decided to wait it out. After all, I wanted to make a good impression. After 20 minutes or so, Mike came over to chit-chat with me. And I mean, literally chit-chat. The only pertinent thing he asked me is why I thought I could sell cars. My answer? Because I can walk up to anyone and start up a conversation (thank you dad). After that it was all just random life stuff. Where you from? What do you like to do? Blah, blah, blah. After Mike, another guy came over to chat with me. I didn't catch his name but it was more of the same. No real questions, just... chatting. After that it was the general manager. He did ask me if I had any sales background (yes). And then we were on to the store owner. Same thing. No real questions... just chatting.
And then he dropped a bombshell. He looked me in the eye and told me "What the hell... I think I'll give you a shot. When can you start?"
I about fell out of my chair. I mean I hadn't even handed over my resume yet. I asked him if he wanted to see it but he said no. Just based on talking to me he thought I could do really well as a salesperson. There are not many women who do this apparently, and the ones that do usually make very good money.
So finally I am employed!! I can't tell you the huge weight that this has lifted off my shoulders. I literally felt the universe click back into place and everything return to normal. It's been a rough few weeks, but I feel like if we can weather this that we'll be OK in the long run.
As my granny always says: This life, it ain't for sissies...