Weekly Log - 3 through 9

Monday Nov 03

Got a call from one of the job agencies, they're looking for someone for a deco and furniture warehouse (it's not IKEA, but strongly resembles it). It's a part-time, with no set schedule or free days. And it should pay around the 200-300 euros, which sucks in general but it's rather good for 4 hours a day, and it's still better than nothing... and at least it's not a call-center. I agreed to go to the agency headquarters to fill in my profile. Thing is, the agency is in Setubal, which is pretty far from here, but I'm confident the train will take me there somehow... there's a line swap, but nothing I haven't done in the past. The trip to Moscavide by train to attend the Anipop '06 was much trickier. And at least I'm doing something other than vegetating in front of the PC...

Tuesday Nov 04

Dragged my sorry hide to Setubal to speak with the job agency. Pops gave me a lift there, which was kinda cool of him to do, seeing as it's a one hour and a half ride by train, and slightly less by car. Of course in a car it's less cheap but then again, it's not me paying. Of course there was an ulterior motive to this ride. It's 45 minutes, give or take, from here to Setubal. I spent 45 minutes listening to Pops carry on about how I need to get my driver's license. He doesn't care that I don't have a car, or the means to support one. As soon as we got there, I sent him off and said I'd take the train back. Another 45 minutes and I'd be running a muck inside that vehicle.

I hate cars so much right now.

Anyways, grabbed a cup o' joe on the nearby coffee shop and went in to fill my paperwork. Now I wait for the interview.

Wednesday Nov 05

Well, didn't have to wait for long. The agency called again and told me to go to an interview tomorrow at four. Let's see if I can nail this piece of crap.

Thursday Nov 06

I bumped into a ghost on the bus. This stuff happens when heading to your old neighborhood in search of new opportunities. Here's a guy I hadn't seen in 8 years now, all grown-up, unemployed, looking for a job just like me. Makes me wonder why the heck did I even bother with college, if I was gonna end up on the same place as if I had never enrolled. Few of them usually talk to me. When I meet these acquaintances they most often pretend not to see me, or don't see me at all. This guy actually came up and spoke to me, and asked me what I was doing. It's the second time I find myself in this sort of situation and in both cases, said acquaintances hoped I was doing a little better in my life. Well, crow. Murphy happens.

When two of us get together and start comparing how each of us thought the other would be, we get depressed as Hell. Makes me feel like listening to crappy emo songs. Fortunately I come to my senses quickly before browsing either Juliana Theory or Thrice on YouTube. And no, I never lowered myself to listening to Tokyo Hotel. If I did that, I would have a good reason to slit my wrists too.

But either way, I went to the interview, waited a shitload of time to get in there, told them that yes I have some experience as a teller, and no I don't mind working Sundays as long as I get my two free days a week, and yes I'm available to work in shifts, and no I don't give in easily to the season's stress. They're scared I'm gonna lose it because of the Christmas crowd? My good people, I worked in a car inspection center. We had a season-like crowd every end of the month for ten to twelve days. I learned to type twice as fast, multi-task like no other, and keep my smile painted on through thick and thin. There is no season's crowd that can possibly spook me at this point.

Of course I didn't say this.

Friday Nov 07

Well, another dud. How much do you need to know and learn to be a teller, I wonder. I can operate a money box. I can reach the workplace on time. During all my working life I never missed a day's work. Still, that seemingly means nothing when applying.

Another day, another bowl of bull.

Saturday Nov 08

Went out to meet a friend and had a great time. Got another set of dice to replace a few I have which aren't rollable anymore. If you don't think a dice can get smooth edges you're not rolling them often enough. Eventually, they don't roll as well. Plus, I love dice.

Sunday Nov 09

So, so, so bored...