I Was Right

And I love to be right. Even though it happens often, I will never get tired of it.

You know how the other day I was card shopping and came across a card about a new job and I took that as a sign that good things were coming my way?

(Yes, I do believe in signs and all that sh*t- I'm a pisces!)

Well the Universe was right on. As we were leaving the grocery store I got a call from the recruiter telling me that the company that she had sent my resume to the day before wanted to meet with me. In 3 hours. I had to get home, run the dog, shower, get dressed, print off updated reference sheets, and get downtown. In 3 hours.

Which I did because I'm amazing like that.

The interview went really well, the people were fantastic. I was really honest about the fact that I have a Communications background that I want to establish a career in and that while I'm fine working as a receptionist right now (which is what the job is) I'm looking to move on in a certain timeframe.

I didn't know this at the time but the girl that is in the role right now has been there for 3 months and is being promoted. So I like my chances.

This is the long way of telling you all that I am officially no longer a drain on society.

That's right. I got a job. A job that can actually lead somewhere. A job that I'm confident I can be happy in.

I hadn't realized it but that other place? It really messed me up. I mean I realized it, but I didn't know the extent of it. When I temped last week, I was relaxed and happy. That's a state of being that I forgot existed in the workplace. My references were amazing (as they always are) and the recruiter told me that the HR guy that I interviewed with really liked my "energy" and that I was a "breath of fresh air".

Do you know how much that meant to me to hear? After John who questioned my mental health, after Veronica who made underhanded compliments, after Amy who told me that maybe I should just move on? You know, before she terminated me without cause. After all the bullsh*t I had to deal with, all the personal hits I took from those dipsh*ts, to hear that someone I will work with likes me?! I had no idea how badly off I was.

Anyway, I start Monday.

I'm going to be honest, I don't know what will happen with this blog, if anything. I started it as a way to deal with my last job and it turned into a way to think things through during my bout of unemployment. You've all been so supportive at these various stages of mental wellbeing and I can't thank you enough! But what the hell would we talk about now? Now that the prospect of being content in my working life looms large in front of me?

To be decided. For now, I'm just ready to start my new job, in a new state of mind!