Somebody Actually Hired Me?

Got me a job.

I have been busting my ass doing everything I can think of to get me a leg up in my dogged attempts to procure employment.

I have put enormous effort into it. Hours and hours and hours reading up on current approaches to writing resumes, then actually creating resumes, revising resumes, and revising the revisions. Applying for jobs through Indeed, Monster, LinkedIn, Retirementjobs.com and more and more and more. Some jobs I wanted, some I didn't, but I applied because of the money or the convenience or just to soothe my tortured soul that I was doing everything I could do to set us up for peace, love, and security.

I contacted a bunch of employment agencies online. I verbally communicated with three of them, and then rode their asses to pressure them into presenting me with opportunities.

I have had four or five interviews - I lost track. The last interview was yesterday.

Got a phone call this morning - they offered me the job. I accepted.

The job? Bank teller at TD Bank.

I hear you mocking me. "What? A talented, charismatic, educated, talented, creative 70 year old man like you taking a teller's job?"

Hear me out. The job pays $5 more per hour than I was making last year. The bank is located ten minutes from my house. Ten minutes. My ego is not so big that I can brush aside opportunity.

I got an amazing vibe from every person I spoke to during this process, four in total. Not one negative vibe. No second guessing on my part. My gut tells me the truth.

It is a small branch - 7 employees. I like that - huge organization but intimate work environment. I get benefits, even as a part-timer (20 to 30 hours per week).

Most important of all - I have achieved everything I wanted to achieve since we set the "let's try to sell the house" vibe in motion. Sold our old house for maximum value in a simple twist of fate, bought our new place outright. Ended up in a house that we love, in a community that we love, in a region that we love.

The final piece of the puzzle is the job. I so wanted to live my entire life in this area - no commuting to fucking Concord or anywhere else. And I wanted to make enough money to fatten up our bank account as protection against the evil forces of life who try so hard to break your back.

Now I have it all. And it all happened bewteen October 31, 2023 and January 11, 2024. That is lightning fast, baby. 

My head spins.