I'm in. After three months of idleness, I finaly have a new job. I applied at a grocery store with the HOPE that I would not be working in the bakery. I'd rather be a stockboy or cashier. ANYTHING but the bakery. You have to understand, I've been working with food for the past few years, and I'm sick of it.
But what job do I get? Bakery, of course, because of my background in food. Ah well, it's better than nothing. So I took it.
Orientation was yesterday. Was pretty god-awfull. As soon as I confidently walked up to my new boss -BAM- Nose bleed outta nowhere. It lasted like five minutes too. Damn nosebleed.
First shift was today. It went well, very monotonous and I hate dealing with customers, but I don't know when I work next. No one told me anything about the schedule. They all just assumed I should know where it is or something.
Ah well, I'll figure something out. It beets flipping burgers.