"Make the most of yourself...

...for that is all there is of you." - Ralph Waldo Emerson

I wanna make the most of myself. Opportunities don't make themselves. I still wanna finish school and learn to teach (odd thing to learn, huh?) and do stuff that matters. Like, travel and help people and then one day set up a fund to help other people learn to teach and help others. It's a very complex, yet simple desire. Hmm. We shall reserve plans for this for another day...one when I have more time to think about it.

But for today...I will share about my employment endeavors. This morning I had an appointment for an interview. This is how things went down:

• Stayed up too late last night, so I woke up tired and struggled to get out of bed and get ready in a timely fashion.
• I hopped in the car on time, but since it was raining and still the tail end of rush hour traffic, I was worried on my drive that I would get there late and set a bad impression.
• Alas, I got there with 9 minutes to spare, signed in and filled out a short application form before meeting with a recruiter (this is a staffing agency we're talking about here)
• Talked over my past employment with the recruiter and basically reiterated our phone conversation from yesterday, with him taking notes.
• Took a short series of typing skills tests to make sure I was in an adequate position to fill their needs.
• To my surprise, I was then given directions to the actual company needing to fill positions so I could talk to the site manager about specifics of the job.
• So I drive all the way back to Lee's Summit (from Downtown) and meet the guy there. He asked a few questions, filled in some more details about the job, then gave me paperwork to fill out.
• Turns out, I've now filled out all the requisite tax forms and other such things like I actually had the job. The manager took some more info and set up an appointment for me to go take a drug test.
• I drive over to the medical office, fill out more paperwork, wait for a while, then pee in a cup. At least the nurse was very nice and I did not feel as undignified as I remember from the last time I peed in a cup.
• I pass the test (there were no doubts) and the nurse e-mails the recruiter to let him know.
• Now I wait? There was mention of processing papers, then a call about a start date.

So...now I wait. I feel like it all went well, and I don't see a lot of places fronting the cash for a drug test or the time for you to fill out paperwork if they aren't going to give you the position.

It's just a contract job, 90 days, entry pay. But those things are completely acceptable given my previous failure at securing a job. And the plus to getting this gig is that if I do well and wish to continue working at a similar job, I can get turned over into a position that is permanent.

It's not ideal, or even what I want, but it's a place to start. So if I can get back up on my feet starting here, then here is where I will start.

Songs to consider:

Goin' Down (Three Days Grace)