Close to four years ago, after I had been chewed up by another dot com, I decided that rather than sit on my ass and do nothing, I would do an inbetween gig while I found 9-5 work. I put in applications at both the big bookstores in the area, and I took the job from the folks that called back first.
I set up a schedule so that I could have off two days during the week as well as every morning, to make it convenient for whatever interviews I could set up. It ate up all my weekends, but for the most part, I enjoyed it. I was able to work around my shyness and got to speak to a whole bunch of folks as well as work with a great group of people.
I never ever figured it would take an energy-draining, depressing, and humbling 20 months to find real work again. Every month, I'd have at least 3 interviews, but they never went anywhere. Ever the optimist, I always thought that the next month, something will come along from the interviews I had, so I didn't take supervisor and manager route.
I wasn't the only one in the same situation, so we were able to commiserate. For those folks, I am thankful. They helped keep me sane.
I did finally manage to find 9-5 work again, but I still decided to stay at the bookstore for part time work. Extra cash and discounts are nice.
However, it became quickly draining. I saw my friends leave. I was quickly losing my patience for people, and sometimes I resented that I needed to be there.
Today, close to four years later, was my last day. I guess it'll really hit me next sunday when I won't have to be anywhere at 1pm, except a place of my choosing.
I'm happy to have my weekends back.
Overall, I'm happy I worked there, even though I haven't enjoyed it for a while. I got to work with a great bunch of folks, and I learned a few things about myself that might be helpful down the road.
On to the next thing, now.
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