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Wait...it's worth it!

This entry is NOT about what you think it's about! Church kids and their dirty minds! ;)

Yesterday on my way to the OC to check some dresses out...one for my sis the bride of course, and one for me and the other bridesmaids, (aka the suckers who have to wear what I deem most flattering on big boobed girls) I got a very important phone call.

"Hi this is Sarah (I liked this chick already) calling from "...School"  (about 2 minutes from my house). I have your resume in front of me (who knew, when employers say they'll keep it on file they actually do!) and I have a position open working with 7th graders here at "...." I'm looking to fill the position right away. Please give me a call back."

Are you kidding me?! I've been holding out for a job just like this since I came home from traveling! It's a younger staff, incredible school, foot-in-door opportunity, and working with special needs kiddos! I had a few options over the past few months; nannying, working at Nord's, and a few other awesome gigs (that "awesome" is dripping in sarcasm) but I just felt there had to be something else. I am not making sufficient dinero now and in all practicality should have taken one of the other jobs daaaaaaaaaaays ago.

I'm not totally certain I have the position but have a pretty legit feeling about it, after having stayed 3 hours after the interview and seen how everything goes down at that school and what my position would be like...let me just say, it would be AMAZING!

So stay tuned.

And food for thought (I have no idea why that saying means what it means but you get the point) when you're looking for something that's just right for YOU wait...it's worth it!

Comments

Karen Carter said…
My fingers are crossed! and my prayers were said. Go get em girl!
Ashlyn Carter said…
yay!! this would be perfect!

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