gettin' paid

yesterday i went to a walk-in interview for a job that i had decided i wanted. i got the job fairly quickly. mary, the woman who interviewed me, adored me. and said as much. i think it helped that i spent so much time unpacking, trying on an outfit, packing, trying on something different, deciding that when i bought every item, i clearly hadn't thought about the other items for matching and style. and then decided on a pair of brown pants and burgandy top with three-quarter length sleeves. and brown shoes.

anyway, i basically had the job within like 5 minutes, and she ended up selling the job to me, and insisting that despite starting at an entry level, there would be a chance for me to move up, and that usually they want people to have 6 months experience before they move around in the company, but for someone like me, they make exceptions, although it would be great for me to get the experience and then apply for new positions. she showed me around the building, which has 2 free internet stations, a relaxing area, a cafeteria, a free gym, and basically no dress code. i get to go to work in jeans. :o) then she made me take the "are you a psychopath" computer test. she didn't give me the results of that. there was also a logic and maths component, which i would like to point out, i think i rocked.

what's this job? well, it's basically a call centre that people who have time shares call to book their time. you have to arrange it, or a suitable alternative, and then you try to up-sell them on getting the flight, car rental, etc. through you. easy peasy. did i mention the health care benefits are great? oh, and employees get 4 weeks holiday in a time-share of their choice.

to celebrate, gerry and i went out for dinner to another favourite restaurant. this one has more of an italian influence. it was quite nice. had some wine. then met up with his friend, rob, who is an american with a sometimes irish accent because he's been here for 2.5 years, and went to a pub where there was a fußbal tournament. however, we were all drunk enough and had waited way too long for it to start, and it was moving so slowly, that we decided home was a much better idea.

good times.

now i'm going to look at another house... this one gerry said is in a better location to get to work, and hopefully it's as nice as yesterday's.