When I couldn’t find a job last summer, this song ran through my head every day:
Poor Jemaine.
Now, well into autumn, I am pleased to announce that I DON’T have to be a prostitute; I have two (legal!) part-time jobs, and neither one involves sex acts… to my knowledge.
By day, I will work as a bank teller. By night, I’ll sell lotion at a popular retail store. I’ve been in retail for several weeks, and I start bank teller training on Tuesday. Here’s hoping that two part-time jobs will equal full-time solvency.
Sweet, sweet relief.
Lurkers, you have less than 12 hours to enter the drawing for a pretty vintage hanky— so go ahead, throw your figurative hat in the metaphorical ring! Or something!
I so much looooove this Tv Show… My ex found it online and just a month ago I watched all the seasons.
Two jobs?! Wow… I have the feeling that I somehow need more money, but getting a job would be like killing me softly with my studies, which I am already struggling… =(
You are a great woman and worker! =)
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Woohoo! Hired times two! Can’t beat that with a stick.
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Hurray for employment! That totally calls for a Kermit flail:
http://l-userpic.livejournal.com/95170758/10106985
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Yay employment! It’ll be especially nice knowing one of your jobs will Never ask you to work Sundays.
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Smileywoman – Isn’t FOTC wonderful? I used to be SO CRAZY about Jemaine.
It sounds like you have enough to juggle without a job. Keep your head up, Smiley!
Evie – Eggs in two baskets!
Millie – Ha! Nobody flails like Kermit! Now that I’ve moved, I know two people named Kermit. Still surprises me.
Rach – For once, banking hours work in my favor! Hallelujah!
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I sing this to the guys at work. They don’t get it.
I suppose it’s more like singing ‘at’ the coworkers instead of ‘to.’ oh well.
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LOL i am lurking your bloggisms @ my bank teller job! i love your sense of humor and i am glad you have opened up about your sad-times. Fun stuff, thank you!
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