Just a job..

So I had a job interview today and.. I don’t think I’m hired. Don’t think too big, it’s just a job at the local supermarket, but it pays better than my current job at a restaurant. 

Let me begin with describing my work environment right now. I still work at a restaurant in the centre of my city as a waitress, which I love to do. Great colleagues, nice atmosphere, and a great way to meet new people. But long hours with no breaks or any food I could snack, very sneaky.. Only tiny cookies and nuts. So at the end of the day, after working my butt off for 6 hours strait, I’m almost dying because I’m so hungry. You know I’m exaggerating but it sure feels like it! And I can’t take that anymore, besides I am way tot tired after work to do anything productive anymore, such as schoolwork. 

Working at my local supermarket would not only improve my monthly salary, but it also provides breaks when, for a change, I can eat proper food! Being a cashier doesn’t really require much movement last time I checked. Which means that I still have energy left after work, which of course would be spent on my homework, and most important, writing on my blog. This provides the possibility to work during the week for a couple of hours. I could already see my balance on my bank-account rising and buying that fabulous faux-fur coat and that woollen flappy hat which I’m drooling over for the past couple of weeks. So yesterday I received a phone call from the supermarket manager calling me about my job-application. After some small talk and making an appointment for the interview I hang up, and I wasn’t satisfied. That was because I wasn’t being called for the job I applied for, instead he asked me to do an interview for the job as the bread-assistant. You know, the one with the paper hat on (which doesn’t look like my flappy hat at all) and helps you pick out bread and bakes it everyday. But I said yes anyway.. ‘ Think about the coat, Jelske. Think about all the amazing things you can buy.’ I thought by myself. Besides I didn’t think it would be hard work, because every time I come by to fetch some bread, it sure as hell looks calm to me! But during my interview the manager stated otherwise. I was telling why I wanted to work there and not at my current job anymore, and I calmly said the truth and said that working as a waitress in a successful restaurant is really hectic and I want a job that I can combine together with my schoolwork. That I don’t want to come home from work being tired anymore. Apparently that was not what I should’ve said. Because he told me that being a ‘bake-assistant” requires a lot of energy and could be more hectic than my job at that restaurant. Instantly all I could think of was; well god damn. I screwed up. I thought I was saying the right thing and that I impressed him with my level of education and my ambitions but.. He said he needed to think about it, because it is a hard decision.. It’s a job at a freaking supermarket, I’m not applying to be the next assistant of Karl. I know the supermarket has a “reputation” to uphold, but I don’t think I’m less qualified for the job than the person after me with holes in his ears and the hairdo of Paul Stanley.. I don’t know.. I’m getting the news on monday. Hopefully it will be something good. I am still lurking on that cashier-job to open up. And when it does, I will be the first one that takes that darn place. 

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Working on my excuses..

One of my new years resolutions was, eat healthier and exercise a couple of times per week. It’s three weeks later and of course non of this has even been done at all. I’ve been thinking about it though, does that count, please? I’m just either finding lame excuses not to do it, or I just postpone it to the next day. Eventually every day is the same, same excuses; I don’t have the proper gym-clothes, not the right running shoes, all the fruit is gone so tomorrow will be better. Every single time. I really should just get some balls, maybe someone to exercise with for support and motivation. That would probably help, but my subscription to the gym has ended and it is snowing outside, so I’ve got enough gammon and spinach to come up with. But seriously I’m not going outside in the snow if I don’t have to, it’s not that i’m overweight I would just like to see my arms and buttocks looking tighter and fitter. I could see myself running already, when the weather has somewhat improved, or when I have invested in legit winter-proof running gear. But since it’s economic crisis, I don’t have the money for it, nor will my mother or father pay for it, since they paid for so much already. I can cross the idea of a personal trainer of the list, since I have no source that could pay for that (sorry mom and dad). An other idea was buying some weights and a matt and I could transform my bedroom into my personal little gym, but I’m just not that comfortable with that idea. Now all the excuses have been told, I should come up with reasons why I should exercise already. Starting with the fact that it is almost summer, I can feel the summer breeze times a hundred blowing along my neck (winter right). I’m an optimist. But I would like to look extra fit during the summertime, I mean who doesn’t? Besides that it would just be nice to look at my body with complete satisfactory. I know I have some trouble with self-image, not that extreme anymore, but it will always be a part of me. And last but surely not least, it would be good for me to get in shape. I notice that I start to pant quite fast after intensively running a couple of meters, ghehe, and that is just way too embarrassing. It’s not just about being toned but also about being healthy, and eating healthy as well. Maybe I should stop asking my mother to bring chips and chocolate milk.. Perhaps start eating more fruit when I want to snack. Eating healthy is a big, very big contribute to the goal someone wants to reach. So now it may now look like I eat so much, which I do, but I do have a fast metabolism which doesn’t make me come on as easily, but I don’t know it just bothers me. Most of my friends will declare that I am crazy and shouldn’t be thinking like this, but hey, everybody has something they would like to improve about themselves don’t they?

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