Looking Up!

I gave my weeks notice at work today. Then I took an hour and a half for lunch. When I got back Boss told me not to take on any new loans, since I'd never get them closed before Friday. Whoo! No New Loans!
My mood is elevated.

Time to find a real job.
Actually, I already did.
It's admin asst. at VCU's Theatre Dept. Liz from the station gave me the hook-up. She said the woman I'd be working for is very cool. I sent my resume Sunday and got a call back the next day.

The woman I talk to is funny as hell- she says," I see here in your cover letter that you are deeply unhappy at your current job at Bank of Generica."

" I shouldn't have written that. I should have said I was miserable. "

She laughs and tells me ," I hate that goddamn bank!"

"So do I."

Then she tells me a long tale of Banking Horror, with BoG as the villian. She's right. That Bank fucks up everything. You'd be better off putting your money in a jar and burying it in the backyard.

This is a really cool pre-interview. She wants to do a quick hire, so my interview/skills test is tomorrow. They need to fill it by the 23rd. She's heard nothing but good things from my fellow volunteers at the radio station. These things all work in my favor. Who says volunteering doesn't pay?
Not me.