drum roll, please!

I have a job! Yes, after just a few weeks home for the summer, I am employed. I spent last summer looking for a job, taking many random and temporary positions, but this summer is the complete opposite. I will be working downtown full-time for an oil and gas company. They are going to provide me with a bus pass and their fridge is fully stocked with beverages. My position is on the documents management team, which means I will spend a lot of time scanning, pulling staples, and filing. I'm really excited, though, because it pays very well, and I HAVE A JOB for the whole summer. Guaranteed income is such a relief.

How did I find such an awesome job, you might ask. I've had this company in the back of my mind ever since last summer when a man from church mentioned at the end of last summer that his company had been hiring college students. By the time I found out, it was too late in the summer to apply, but I sent in my resume during finals week, got a call two weeks ago, and interviewed last week. I start work Wednesday!

Being a blogger at heart, I of course documented my downtown driving/interviewing experience.

I successfully parallel parked downtown. Phew. I was really nervous, but I found a spot big enough to get into with my pathetic lack of parking ability.

I felt that a building reflection self portrait while walking to my interview would be appropriate, but apparently my multitasking abilities do not extend to walking, taking a picture, and making a normal face simultaneously. In choosing an interview-appropriate outfit, I harnessed the power of CJP (my Grandma, Charlotte Jane Petersen) by wearing the earrings and necklace she willed me. I also wore one the pairs of her trousers I inherited, along with a Susan cast-off sweater. (Thank goodness for the style and generosity of others, or I might not have this job.)

Here's a normal face, ecstatic to be employed. I seriously wanted to tell everyone I passed about my new, awesome job. I refrained, settling for taking a happy happy self portrait outside of hte building and blasting "Let the Good Times Roll" in the car.