It got me thinking lately, I want a part-time job. Nothing crazy. Just something to get out of the house. I work from home right now. A ton of reasons. Most of which, lead right back, to square one. I can't go back to the hospital, where my Dad spent so much time. Sick. So very sick.
Well, I happen to work for that same place. So I work part time. Mostly from home. Or wherever I have the internet. And put in about 20 hours a week, at one of the "branches" of the hospital. In a nearby city. Mostly doing rounds, working on tough cases, filling in wherever help is needed.
But I want to see people. Talk to them. You know, you are going a little nuts...when you start having full on convos, with the pups. And I find myself, asking them, what I should cook for dinner. How do they feel about a certain color palette. Do they think we should go to the mountains, or some large city, on our next road trip.
Yeah, it's getting serious. So I was bumming around Facebook the other day, and ran into a job listing. For a local Dog Bakery. Here in town. Probably a 20 minute drive, from where I live. In fact, I frequently do work, at a DOH, not far from the Dog Bakery. Which, by the way, I had no idea was there!
So I clicked on a few links. And found myself at the bakery's website. Applying for a job. That I'm probably overqualified for. But who cares! I can get out of the house, for 15-20 hours a week. Score. And I'll get to bake. That for me, sealed the deal!
Maybe it's just me. Or the fact, that I haven't worked anywhere else, other than a hospital or my parents' business, in about 10 years. But that application was insanely long! And asked some rather odd questions. But I kept going. 20 minutes later, I had figured out a few friends, that I could list as references. Because the owner didn't want to talk to "hospital people." Or relatives. And I couldn't find the last manager from Target. The last "real" job, that this owner considered, from my application.
I kept submitting the application. And she kept rejecting it. Asking for more info. I'm not sure, just what else she wanted. I did list my BS in HNFS. And my RD. But that's it. She was so pumped, that a real food scientist, would be baking for her shop. It's just the rest of my application, that she didn't like.
Say what? No, I won't put my puppy through another round of the runs. Because you want me to feed her your dog food. She's been through enough. With 2 changes in dog food. And she's only 3 months old!
And I won't threaten my Mom, to buy your dog food, for her dog. Who already has issues eating. She's a rescue pup. I'm 100% OK with working weekends. But not holidays. The entire reason I am still here, is to keep my Mom company. So she can get through the first year or two, without my Dad.
So we hit a road block. The biggest factor, being pay. I'm OK with working a part time, minimum wage job. But the lady did not like that answer. She didn't like that I wouldn't force my dogs, to eat her products. And she didn't like, that I hadn't worked anywhere else, besides a hospital setting, in almost 10 years.
I'm pretty sure, she never accepted my application. Because after 2 hours of this horse play, I gave up. Went to pick up my Mom from work. And began enjoying my weekend. Just makes me think. I did the hiring for my parents. It's not an easy job. But you also don't have to be rude. I ALWAYS took every application. You just never know.
In today's newspaper, I saw an ad, for a part time secretary. For a local church. They've been advertising since October. I know this, because I was looking for a puppy. And I kept coming across this ad. I just might call them this week. What could be so hard? The job requirements are answering a phone, counting the weekly offering, working in Word, Excel, and Power Point, spreading our faith, and making copies. All things I've done in the past. Again, I'm not looking for a full time position. Just something to get me out of the house. This could be it!
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