(What a way to make a living!)
I got a job.
(Did I not tell you that? Oh, sorry. Whatevs. I got a job. At Jim’s company, actually. But we don’t work together. He’s up on the third floor with the fancy people.) (He hates that joke.)
So I’m working for a logistics company. I just started my third week. I am working in the call center, which is, basically, a lot of talking to people on the phone. I call companies and talk to their employees, ask for information, collect information, and then my company monitors it. It’s fine. I’m learning a lot. I’m getting some good information about the business world. I’m learning how to communicate effectively with adults again. I’m getting over my phone phobia in an instant immersion-type of way.
Plus at least once a day I get to see my sweet husband and usually I get to give him a hug or a kiss or both. (Lucky for me we only have one key to my car and one car seat.)
Right now my schedule is fairly normal-business-hours, and it’s worked out that Jim takes Eriana to school, and I pick her up. I joined a gym and I’ve been able to workout before work, so it’s been good! The future plan is for me work SUPER early, and then workout after work, and then pick Eriana up at a more reasonable hour. (I say reasonable, but really she’s fine. She’s at school for less than eight hours per day, and the limit is nine at her school. Plus it’s not too bad for a kid with two working parents. I know a lot of kids are at school for an entire workday because their parents’ schedules aren’t flexible. Jim’s is super flexible: as long as he gets his work done and works reasonably close to 40 hours per week (usually it’s many more than that), he can come and go when he needs to, or even work from home. Since I won’t have vacation/sick time for a little while and things are a little more structured in a call center environment, it’s nice that Jim’s schedule can be flexible when mine can’t, in case our kid needs to stay home or something.)
My coworkers are nice, and my team leads/managers are really helpful and kind. My schedule is super structured, and that’s taking more time that I thought it would to get used to, but seeing as how I haven’t worked in an office for about 2.5 years, and I was a SAHM and/or grad student during that time which doesn’t take any clocking in or out and allows for going to the bathroom, getting coffee, or tweeting whenever I feel like it, it’s really no surprise that it’s taking some getting used to.
But! It’s a job.
Things I learned when job hunting:
- It sucks.
- You have to know someone.
- Some money is better than no money, so don’t worry about your price so much, especially if you’re not coming in with a lot of experience.
- Education doesn’t count as experience, even if it should.
- It’s hard to find a job in your field, and it makes for a really narrow scope.
- Business casual means very different things from employer to employer.
- Tattoos aren’t a problem in Portland. At all.
- Working with your husband can be fun (although I wouldn’t want to work *with* him, because I have a feeling he’s a hardass as a boss).
- Keep an open mind.
Soon I’ll write a post about how exhausting it is to be a working mom. But I’m too tired right now.
Smile really pretty for me. (That’s her tongue on her top teeth, she doesn’t have enormous gums.)