Bookseller
Like bookkeeper, except infinitely better. Especially when it's lead bookseller in the fiction section. Which I will be. Exactly that.
When they called to offer me the job, my evil nasty cell phone did something it's never done before: it failed to ring or even show the you missed a call and have new voicemail message. That means the hole in my intestines had a full forty minutes to get even bigger before I tried to call my dad in a panic of what-are-my-options-if-
they-don't-call-today-and-I'm-supposed-to-start-somewhere-else-
tomorrow, and happened to see the little voicemail symbol on the screen. And then I did a happy dance until my monkey slippers fell off, so it might be good that I wasn't actually on the phone with a person right that moment.
My joy was briefly tarnished by the necessity of calling the other job to tell them I couldn't work there after all. But they were surprisingly cool about it. When I said I wasn't going to be able to start tomorrow...or at all, actually, the guy chuckled and wished me luck. I'm afraid I might've misjudged him a little, and I'll probably spend at least a few minutes second-guessing my decision to walk away from all that additional cash. But I think I've spent a lot of my life being too damn rational. I'm trying to learn to trust my gut, and my gut recoiled so hard against that first job, I spent half a day crying. For a week, my gut's been urging me to believe that enjoying my work is worth more than $300 a month. Here's hoping my gut isn't a moron.
When they called to offer me the job, my evil nasty cell phone did something it's never done before: it failed to ring or even show the you missed a call and have new voicemail message. That means the hole in my intestines had a full forty minutes to get even bigger before I tried to call my dad in a panic of what-are-my-options-if-
they-don't-call-today-and-I'm-supposed-to-start-somewhere-else-
tomorrow, and happened to see the little voicemail symbol on the screen. And then I did a happy dance until my monkey slippers fell off, so it might be good that I wasn't actually on the phone with a person right that moment.
My joy was briefly tarnished by the necessity of calling the other job to tell them I couldn't work there after all. But they were surprisingly cool about it. When I said I wasn't going to be able to start tomorrow...or at all, actually, the guy chuckled and wished me luck. I'm afraid I might've misjudged him a little, and I'll probably spend at least a few minutes second-guessing my decision to walk away from all that additional cash. But I think I've spent a lot of my life being too damn rational. I'm trying to learn to trust my gut, and my gut recoiled so hard against that first job, I spent half a day crying. For a week, my gut's been urging me to believe that enjoying my work is worth more than $300 a month. Here's hoping my gut isn't a moron.
posted by Amber at 4:13 PM
6 Comments:
Yay!!! Let's celebrate ... sometime in the next week when we aren't all working. (When?)
GET A JOB
I loved working as a bookseller.
Hopefully this store will let you "Check Out" QUality paperbacks to read (Plus you will get loads of presells, merch and awewsome discounts.)
I loved that job and I rocked at it.
Guts rarely lie.
CONGRATS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
If I remember correctly, one of the benefits they told me about was that I can check out hardcover books for up to two weeks. Which is good, because it will help curb my actual spending. I can't allow myself to take much advantage of the discount, because I'll be just barely making enough money to live on as it is. (However, it will help with books I need anyway, like the Writer's Market and a practice book for the GRE Subject Test in Literature.)
Oh, good. I really REALLY loved the check out option (Except for when I had to purchase "Little Children" because I dropped it in a puddle. Figures that I would have to fork out $20 to by a book I detested.).
CONGRATULATIONS! I'm glad you got it, but I knew you would!
Isn't "checking out books" great?! I've been bringing a rather ridiculous load of them home after every shift (and no, not all children's books. :)-). I have mucho reading to do. I love it! And I'm sure you will too. :)
Again, congrats. I'm happy for you.
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