Any Position Works for Me. I'm not so picky...

This week has been one hell of a week. It's gone by quickly and some things have happened. I shall update you.

I had one job interview on Wednesday that seemed to go well. It's hard getting back out there in the biz after being a stay at home mom for ages. The question "Why are you looking for a new position/job/career?" always gives me pause. I am blunt and honest. But even I know "well, my husband's douchebaggery about money is forcing me out of my 'too pretty to work' phase and into something other than yoga pants and tank tops where I must interact with other types of douchebags" honesty is not going to work as an answer that will get me hired. So I smile nervously and say something idiotic like "I've been an at home mom and I really feel it's time to get back to work."

they even made a card for people like me.

I'm then asked "what do you hope to get from this position?" Crap. "Money" is obviously not the right answer here. So, again, I say something idiotic like "I really hope to learn and grow blah blah blah." I exclude the blah blah blah, but you know what I mean. Okay, seriously, people? My idea of a successful career really doesn't involve sitting in a call center, listening to you scream at me on the phone about any of your needs/problems. I mean, are there any kids out there who dream of someday sitting in a cubicle, with a headset on and talking to people all day? I mean, kids not living in India. (ooooo generalized, racist type comment! burn!)

My dream job? Working in a library. Even more specific, I would love to be an archivist. Oh, to touch an original manuscript of Ms. Austen's! Or even to see one! It gives me flutterings in my belly like you wouldn't believe!

This is something I want to achieve so stinkin' bad, I am even beginning to be willing to let go of finishing my degree at Auburn University and transferring my credits here to a Christian university that will allow me to earn my degree online just so I can go on to University of Arizona's Library Science Master's program where I can specialize in Archive Studies, y'all. End run-on sentence. This idea, of finally achieving that end goal, makes my ovaries twitch. What? Books make me horny. 

Anyway, I do have another job interview today in a completely different line of work. 

And I'm beginning to wonder when Ruby will open her temp agency and hire me out as a drunken whore. If by "temp agency" she really means "brothel." I would gladly allow her to be my madam. I look amazing on my back, y'all. Or any position really. Which is exactly what I should be hired for.