My Heart

So life has been really wonderful lately...sans the wisdom teeth extraction that occurred two days ago, which, I must say, worst experience ever!! I've still got a little chipmunk-cheekiness going on, but other than that and the constant reminder of thread in my mouth and the inability to open my mouth wide enough to fit a gum ball and of course the problem that would pursue the realization that my jaw is too weak to chew a gum ball...I'm doing alright.

Anyhow...I'm getting really excited for the holiday season! I know I wasn't at all last year, what with getting demoted and being broke for months on end and my car breaking down and yada yada yada...I just couldn't get into the holiday spirit. This year's going to be different, I assure you. I can't wait to get our tree and decorate it in every obnoxious manner we know and purchase gifts we're dying for the other to open right away but force ourselves to wait until Christmas morning. I'm excited...life doesn't scare me anymore. Last year, everything was wrong...and although this year hasn't been perfect by any means, I've learned that it doesn't need to be...as long as I'm fighting for my happiness, I think I'll be just fine...better than fine even.

I'm waiting on a ring...I know I've been waiting on this ring for years now, and I look back and find it absolutely incredible that Drew and I aren't married yet...but I know he's ready now...and more than that, everything seems in place for us to do our fade out, riding horse back into the sunset bit. Financially, I think we're both in a good place, and I think that's been something that's been weighing on him a lot more than me. But I know it's coming...the proposal...I just want it, so then I can go ahead and get all pretentious and start saying things like, "My fiance this," and "My fiance that." And don't let all this joking fool you...I'm so in love it's ridiculous...to come home to my best friend, to know that he's got my back in any and all situations, that we can do anything or nothing at all and it'll still be the best time...I found my heart! <3

I wanna branch out more into my whole 'friend' world and how that puzzle piece has been found, but it's dinner time, so I gotta be on my way...PEACE!

False Hope

I didn't get it, haha! It was a call for another interview for a different position I had applied for...geez! But I can say this interview went much better than the first, and that's kinda the goal...is to get so good at these interviews that I one day get offered a new job! Eh, whatever. I'm not too concerned about it...some days I am, some days I'm not...depends on who's pissin me off on which days.

In this interview, they asked me if I had any prior supervising experience, to which I said "No. But I work with supervisors all the time, and I'm well aware of the attributes I consider to be positive traits in a supervisor, compared to the people who simply hinder the situation." Alright, I didn't use those words exactly, because I'm not the quickest thinker...that's why I write, because I can gather my thoughts more properly and not sound like a damn fool. But anyhow, that was the jist of it. They even asked me what I considered "ethics" to be...then started laughing, 'We didn't write these questions! Didn't think it was gonna get that deep!' So the mood was light, and the interviewers were nice.

The position is for Guest Service Supervisor...which, when broken down, means: Valet and Doorman supervisor! I had no idea, and they asked me if I wanted to continue with the interview, and I said, "Well I have no experience with the inner workings of valet...if that's a concern," to which they replied, "We're looking for someone who's capable of the job." So I stayed...and they'll let me know by Monday.

Hey, I'm trying! :) And for the time being, I'm pretty damn happy...so, I'm good!

Hopefully Unsure.

The interview was odd...very impersonal, as they asked a few questions about how I would motivate my fellow team members and what responsibilities I believed were associated with being a concierge. Other than my nerves, which always takes front row for these kind of events, I breezed through the interview, telling them I would use positive reinforcement to motivate my employee's and that a concierge is like a personal guide of all the excitement Spokane has to offer. It took fifteen minutes for me to whiz through their questions with prompt, definitive answers. But, they were doing mass interviews, and, honestly, really didn't show much interest in me, or the possibility of me taking any of these positions.

We were supposed to hear back about our interviews by November 1st...and November 1st came and went with no word...so alas, I went with the "if they don't want me I don't want them" attitude, and figured, at least I tried...at least I finally put myself out there...and if they couldn't see the greatness that sat before them, they're blind. Hurt, a little, naturally. Then, while I'm at work tonight of course, I get a phone call from human resources...simply asking me to return the call. Now, the last time I got rejected, I got a letter...so I doubt I'd be all that inaccurate to be so brash as to assume I'm probably going to get an offer.

BUT, I really don't know...and I hate counting my eggs before they hatch, the roller coaster of getting hopes up and letting hopes down makes me sick. I hope they offer me the supervising position...I hope I can be part of the solution instead of the problem. I hope to have the chance to be more and offer more and get more. As a supervisor, I'd get paid health care for my dependents, which I have none of yet...but it sure doesn't hurt any! I really hope...

Me, all cleaned up for my little interview.