So
This past week has been the week from hell... Quite literally.
Tuesday went to another town, on the promise that there may be work.. fill out paperwork, answer questions... type a paragraph, do 10 min of data entry... only to be told the unspoken, don't call us, we won't call you... all the while I am listening to totally unprofessional children with foul mouths whining about having to work, while I am desperately needing a job... that will pay anything at all... sigh
Wednesday went to another temp agency, again more paper work, answer more questions, told come back at 5:00 a.m. ... I get up at 3:45, start walking the 4 miles to get to the agency by 5... only to be told that ... we don't have anything until the 14th of April...
And those who know me know that I am a total obsessive about being on time... Friday I was supposed to test for a job... and the test I thought was at 11:15... WRONG... sigh... I went to where the test was, was in town at 10... went to the office at 10:45, and was told that it was too late, the test was at 10:30...
In reading this I am also realizing that this disastrous week was a series of 3's, and maybe the gods and goddesses are now smiling... (and Mercury is now direct... hurray for better communication...)
Today I was out at faire and saw some folk I had interviewed with last week, and was asked if I wanted to sign paperwork today, so I said sure... filled out yet more paperwork... signed yet another w4 for taxes to be taken out of a check... and was asked how much I wanted to work... I said as much as I can... and was told to come a week from Thursday and I can start doing prep work, and can work Thursday, Friday, Saturday and Sunday...
A job is a Job... is a JOB... and right now almost anything is better than what I have which is nothing!