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!