employment

I found a job. Hopefully now I can ward off total insanity. I actually went to two interviews today. The first was at a staffing agency. I wasn't quite sure what I was getting into, and I became anxious and depressed when I realized that this place was like any other temp agency. I was overdressed. There was an instructive video playing on a plasma TV about the agencies policies. The people in the video looked professional and clean cut, like they were going places. The people in the waiting room looked sombre and down-trodden, as is appropriate, I suppose, in this economic climate. They lowered my spirits all the more. I was reminded of my days working at the Crayola warehouse. I felt all the more ill at ease in with my tie and sport coat when an application I was given to fill out included basic addition and subtraction problems.

But as luck with have it I will have nothing to do with said staffing agency, and I'll be working instead at the Allentown Brew Works, a popular bar/restaurant. I feel relieved that the miseries of unemployment no longer weigh me down, but saddened that the principal source of relief in my life is finding a job as a bus boy.