Let the hunt begin!!

Time for a new job hunt, I fear.

It appears that the South County TJ Maxx at Ronnie's Plaza never made enough black over christmas to get them enough revenue to stay open. Or maybe it was massive returns. At any rate, they closed, we have their people, and nobody has any hours.

The people with kids are lucky to get seventeen.

Me, I'm lucky if I have twelve.

I know that I have my cruise with Jess coming up on the fourth, but I was hoping for some actual spending money to bring with me, not the ninety dollar paycheck that my boss gave me. But on the money note... Aunt Sue, Uncle Todd, I love you so very, very much. Everyone, remind me to write a killer thank you to them. I know exactly where to put their gift towards.

On the job hunt note, remind me to take my name off monster.com as a search possibility for sales. Please?

Two interviews over the course of two days, and two busts on the reciprocating evenings. Lovely, eh? Yeah, I thought so too. But I guess I'll just have to take to the mall again. Or, oh, the entirety of South and West Counties. I'm severely in need of seven dollars an hour. *sigh*

God, that looks so silly. I want twelve! TWELVE! Ah, well.