...but sometimes we need to stay.
I don't know. I have a job interview in NYC with Vera Institute of Justice of prestigious non-profit that does work with blah-de-blah-blah. You get the jiff I am excited or was excited.
Let me rewind...
I put in my 2 weeks notice at Ol' Slavy and I never have felt better. I think retail was killing my soul. I'm suddenly a lil' more...cheerful at work.
I put in my 2 weeks because I got an offer or a potential offer from a non-profit social service org near my neighborhood. They don't pay nearly as much as I would like but if I hang up one more pair of pants they're going to be attached to someone.
Then I get a call from this local cafe [ a place I tossed my resume at while I was the bowels of retail hell] I interview the same day...I like the guy [ the boss we bonded over sergio mendes and justin timberlake] so, I agree to work for him on the weekends. I was trying to remain vague and open-minded but I ended up eager and jumping the gun.
But wait...I have an interview in NYC in 2 weeks...so why did I agree to serve coffee here? I don't know. Suddenly, I don't feel good about it, but I love New York and they pay enough...not amazing, but enough.
But I feel like its not adding up. I may be working with what my papa affectionately calls, "known felons" on home visits...? There's something about this that makes me not want it... I'm being vague and it sounds like I'm taking ex-cons out for their birthday but...that's the thing I don't even know. Anyway, I'm done with talking about that...
Its hard to keep track of everything[ so many jobs, so much ambition and disappointment]...someone once told me the first 6 mos/yr after you graduate is the worst...and they were right.