The Job that Wasn’t, Part Two

So, I have a new job. But not the one I wrote about last time. It’s been a busy couple of weeks in my personal job market.

The same week that I got the offer of a temp position at the organization that I really really really really really want to work for, I had decided that absent any other options, it was time to change things up with my current work situation. For those of you keeping score at home, I’m currently working two jobs, at a coffee shop and at a hotel. I asked my boss at the hotel if the long-standing offer of picking up more hours was still valid. He said it was and though he couldn’t give me full time, he told me that I could have as many hours as I wanted up to a point (about 3/4 time). And he told me that I could basically write my own schedule and that since most everyone else was going to be back in school in September that it was Monday through Friday days that were most in need of coverage. What a luxurious schedule! I’m currently working Thursday through Monday and a mix of very early mornings, mid-days and two days where I work both jobs from 7:30 am until 9 pm or 10:30 pm with a couple hours off in between.

Of course, I knew that working 30 hours a week wouldn’t quite cut it in terms of making ends meet so I asked at another coffee shop if they had any shifts I might be able to pick up and they said that they could work me into the schedule a couple of shifts a week–not a lot, but just what I’d need to be working full time in terms of hours.

So, starting next week, I’ll be working Monday through Friday. I’ll still have two double days, but they’ll be a little shorter and the new coffee shop that I’ll be working at is in the same neighborhood as the hotel so it’ll cut down on my travel time during the day. I also won’t have any early morning shifts. Oh, and did I mention that I’ll be working Monday through Friday? It’ll be like being a real boy! I’ll have real weekends with everyone else!

I had never worked a job that I wasn’t able to have at least one weekend day off until now and, despite the rumors, it sucks. Especially when your weekend is smack in the middle of the week because it puts you completely at odds with the rest of the world. And working early mornings on the weekends means that you’re always turning down invitations to do fun things or accepting them but then leaving at 10 or 11 because you have to get up at 5 the next morning.

I’ll still be looking for something else but I think this will be a good change. I’d grown frustrated at the coffee shop I’m leaving for lots of reasons, not least of which was my schedule, so the opportunity for a change of scenery as well as a change of schedule is very welcome. In the meantime, it’ll give me a chance to get used to what it feels like to have a 9-5ish job (except on those two days I work doubles) and it’ll also mean that I get to sleep in a little later, have weekends with everyone else, and do things like take weekend trips with the Man to exciting places like Seattle and Vancouver and Ashland and Walla Walla. (Walla Walla? Ok, it’s just fun to say. But maybe we’ll have to plan a trip now, just to say we’ve been.)