So now I'm not going to Montana either. It sucks. My mom called today. The rents have pulled the plug. The lady at Cal State wasn't happy--and why should she be? Her paycheck depends on selling intangible experiences to unsuspecting college students--but I'm the one trying to fall asleep tonight with the haunting feeling of lost opportunity.
Mexico might still be an option--but I'd have to really break the rules to make it happen--not any laws, mind you, but it would be against the wishes of a lot of people who love me and it would probably break the bank too--which is why I need to find a way to make some money before I even think about it.
I can't remember if I mentioned this in my last post and I'm too lazy to check--my boss told me she's willing to let me work another job during the week--so I've got 2 open days in my week now. I've been combing craigslist for something--restaurant gig, housekeeping, anything. Of course, the ideal job would be something in production, but I've almost given up on that--150 applications and I haven't heard back from even one employer. Either there's something wrong with me or there's just too many damn people in the job pool.
It's kind of weird; I went out and applied for a job this morning at a country club, then rushed back down the I-10 to make it back to the office in time to interview another potential employee for J. The girl I was interviewing was all like, I need to make my rent and I was thinking, sister, you have no idea how much I feel you. But I imagine it's not classy to tell someone you're interviewing that you're looking for another job apart from the company they're interviewing for because it doesn't pay well enough.
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