Warm December
Dec. 18th, 2006 11:05 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
exhilarationSo I had my first day of work today.
I really think I need a second job. Perhaps one that will pay me right away? The print gallery pays every two weeks, and since I don't get a first paycheck (because I don't know, I just don't) I'll get a whole four week's pay in... four weeks. Damn. That's a bit long to live off my credit card. It'll take me forever to get the hell out of Camden.
It felt like fall this morning. I took the train in to Philly and it was fine. It was mostly overcast all day but it was still warm. I didn't really know what to wear to work but I figured if it was a gallery then all black should be fine. It was fine. I was actually really very nervous about the whole deal, like that maybe Julia would say, "oh, Lara, I'm sorry, I didn't mean I was actually giving you a job, you must have misunderstood me!" but that is not what happened.
I think Julia was impressed by everything I told her about the other gallery I worked at. I was a little intimidated by everything she said I had to learn about framing, especially since her add for a job specified "framin experience required" but apparently she has great faith in my ability to learn quickly. Maybe she is just too lazy to interview strangers and would prefer to just hire me cause she knows me?
But either way, she gave me the job and I am now employed. Step one sucess. I get to take the train in to Philly every day and walk around the city like I still live there, and then come back to dirty Camden after dark. Yay me. I get to go to court again on Thursday. Like a criminal. Yay me again.
So proud of myself here.
No wait. Actually I am a big loser.
I really think I need a second job. Perhaps one that will pay me right away? The print gallery pays every two weeks, and since I don't get a first paycheck (because I don't know, I just don't) I'll get a whole four week's pay in... four weeks. Damn. That's a bit long to live off my credit card. It'll take me forever to get the hell out of Camden.
It felt like fall this morning. I took the train in to Philly and it was fine. It was mostly overcast all day but it was still warm. I didn't really know what to wear to work but I figured if it was a gallery then all black should be fine. It was fine. I was actually really very nervous about the whole deal, like that maybe Julia would say, "oh, Lara, I'm sorry, I didn't mean I was actually giving you a job, you must have misunderstood me!" but that is not what happened.
I think Julia was impressed by everything I told her about the other gallery I worked at. I was a little intimidated by everything she said I had to learn about framing, especially since her add for a job specified "framin experience required" but apparently she has great faith in my ability to learn quickly. Maybe she is just too lazy to interview strangers and would prefer to just hire me cause she knows me?
But either way, she gave me the job and I am now employed. Step one sucess. I get to take the train in to Philly every day and walk around the city like I still live there, and then come back to dirty Camden after dark. Yay me. I get to go to court again on Thursday. Like a criminal. Yay me again.
So proud of myself here.
No wait. Actually I am a big loser.
