Pavement Pounding

Not long after I set out this afternoon to inundate the entire restaurant and cafe industry on Denman Street with my resume, I started composing in my head a very bleak and annoyed post about how much I hate looking for a job. I hate walking into the place and talking like every sentence is a question: “I saw you were hiring?" "I wanted to drop of my resume?" I hate filling out application forms that ask for all of the information that is ALREADY ON MY FLIPPING RESUME.

But unfortunately for my irate rant of a post, I got the exact job I wanted, only an hour after I started out. Earlier this week I had seen a "We're Hiring" sign at my favorite, favorite coffee shop, Delany's. Even though it was my first choice as a place to work, I actually went there last, since I wanted to buy a coffee when I stopped in, and I don't know how kosher it is to drop off a resume at a coffee shop while holding a cup from another place.

I went in, and asked if I could drop off my resume. Right away the manager asked if I would like to stay for an interview. And even though I had to fill out the requisite FLIPPING REDUNDANT APPLICATION FORM first, it was a great interview. He was totally friendly, and I felt so comfortable. And at the end, he said he would like to offer me a job, and I could start next week.

I am totally pumped. I've always liked that place, and now I will get paid to be there. Not paid nearly enough, that's for sure, but I don't care. This is the job I want. And this is the era of doing what I want. Not doing what I should. So I will be making coffee. It's not glamorous, but I think I will enjoy it.

I WORK HERE NOW!

Charity

My dedicated readers may have noticed a new item on my blog, the 1/2 marathon training list. Since Law school doesn't seem like enough of a challenge, I have also been toying with the idea of attempting to run 13 miles in a 2 hour period. Before officially registering for the $65 event, I thought I would try sticking to a training schedule for around 3 weeks, and if I could do it, I would make the commitment. So far I think it is going pretty well. 8 runs in 16 days is not bad, especially considering that I was away on the Island with my parents for 4 days and wasn't really into taking time out to run. Now I just need to start gradually ramping it up and by November 18, I should be good to go.

* I didn't actually run the last half km on my run today, because of tremendously painful abdominal cramping. That is why my time sucks so much.

When my parents were here, I mentioned that I was thinking about trying to run a 1/2 marathon, and my Mom asked if it was a charity event. I replied, "Yes. The worthy cause of reducing the size of my big fat ass."

She said she would donate.

Clarity

I was walking back after getting my coffee this morning, and all I could think was "I should have done this a year ago". I expected to feel really different, being unemployed. And I do feel different. But not in the way I expected. I thought I would be more worried. But I have a clear direction now, and the desire to follow this new path with all of my heart. And I know for sure, that even if the unthinkable happens, and it doesn't work out, I will be fine.
At twenty-five, I am actually far more secure than many people my age. I have a safety net of education, finances, family and friends. With all this behind me, and the job I hate no longer in my way, I have never been more certain. And I love it.