New Job....New Adventures!
So for the last 3 months I have been jobless. One of those months I spent traveling around the island of Jamaica, so it really didn't kick in that I didn't have a job; I was having too much fun.
The next two months were a whirlwind of organizing a few things in my apartment, getting rid of clothes, reading tons of books (that's a separate post, Jamaica in particular- 15 books) and generally od'ing on facebook games. Okay, I had overdosed a long time ago, but I now admit that I keep playing the games because my friends (and Mom) are still playing. I play to keep up with them.
Oh, yeah, and I looked for a job. Looking for my type of job is easy or hard, depending how you look at it. Its easy because you sign up with various agencies and the agencies connect you to the people that need help. In other words I don't have to go looking for a job through the classifieds or craigslist. The agency does most of the work. In fact its better that I don't look through the classifieds and such as those jobs are notoriously low pay.
The hard part is that more often than not its not what you know, but whether or not you "connect" with the prospective employer. My first interview I made the mistake of saying that I didn't want to be in front of the computer all day. When I got word that she didn't want a followup interview, I realized what I had done and changed my stance. The reality is that if I really want a particular job, the answer is whatever you, the prospective employer, wants is what I have to want.
So my trial as a housemanager/nanny began last week and I would say I love 90% of it. I expect that I will love the last 10% as I get more of a routine. Right now, because my employer is so hands off, I am floundering a bit as she has other people train me. Granted, that's the epitome of delegation and very smart on her part, it just makes it hard for me to get to know her and what her likes and tolerances are except through the eyes of other people.
The other difficult part of the job, really, is the fact that it's in San Francisco, in a part called Presidio Heights that isn't really serviced by public transit all that well, so I have to drive there and back from Campbell.
The cool part, though, is that I am getting to know SF. A city that I once found dirty and ugly, but with fun restaurants, is now gorgeous. Granted I get to look out over the bay to the hills of Tiburon and obviously Presidio Heights is nothing to sneeze at, but, well, wow.
And I am learning all kinds of cool and annoying things in the process. For example, I heard the fog horn the other day. All day...yes, the fog horn went off all day while the clouds were laying low over the bay. I don't know why but I find that cool.
The annoying thing is how easy it is to get a ticket in SF. Granted I do have a bit of experience with this as my parents, 2 years ago when I was in SF for surgery at UCSF, managed to get my car towed by parking in the wrong spot. Well, apparently, you can get your car ticketed by not curbing your wheels.
AND, I say the other day that a car had been booted. I thought that only happened in NY.
Lastly, in SF, the parking meters accept prepaid cards. You don't have to carry around quarters. Too cool.
So, my next adventure is exploring and adapting to SF. Wish me luck...
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The next two months were a whirlwind of organizing a few things in my apartment, getting rid of clothes, reading tons of books (that's a separate post, Jamaica in particular- 15 books) and generally od'ing on facebook games. Okay, I had overdosed a long time ago, but I now admit that I keep playing the games because my friends (and Mom) are still playing. I play to keep up with them.
Oh, yeah, and I looked for a job. Looking for my type of job is easy or hard, depending how you look at it. Its easy because you sign up with various agencies and the agencies connect you to the people that need help. In other words I don't have to go looking for a job through the classifieds or craigslist. The agency does most of the work. In fact its better that I don't look through the classifieds and such as those jobs are notoriously low pay.
The hard part is that more often than not its not what you know, but whether or not you "connect" with the prospective employer. My first interview I made the mistake of saying that I didn't want to be in front of the computer all day. When I got word that she didn't want a followup interview, I realized what I had done and changed my stance. The reality is that if I really want a particular job, the answer is whatever you, the prospective employer, wants is what I have to want.
So my trial as a housemanager/nanny began last week and I would say I love 90% of it. I expect that I will love the last 10% as I get more of a routine. Right now, because my employer is so hands off, I am floundering a bit as she has other people train me. Granted, that's the epitome of delegation and very smart on her part, it just makes it hard for me to get to know her and what her likes and tolerances are except through the eyes of other people.
The other difficult part of the job, really, is the fact that it's in San Francisco, in a part called Presidio Heights that isn't really serviced by public transit all that well, so I have to drive there and back from Campbell.
The cool part, though, is that I am getting to know SF. A city that I once found dirty and ugly, but with fun restaurants, is now gorgeous. Granted I get to look out over the bay to the hills of Tiburon and obviously Presidio Heights is nothing to sneeze at, but, well, wow.
And I am learning all kinds of cool and annoying things in the process. For example, I heard the fog horn the other day. All day...yes, the fog horn went off all day while the clouds were laying low over the bay. I don't know why but I find that cool.
The annoying thing is how easy it is to get a ticket in SF. Granted I do have a bit of experience with this as my parents, 2 years ago when I was in SF for surgery at UCSF, managed to get my car towed by parking in the wrong spot. Well, apparently, you can get your car ticketed by not curbing your wheels.
AND, I say the other day that a car had been booted. I thought that only happened in NY.
Lastly, in SF, the parking meters accept prepaid cards. You don't have to carry around quarters. Too cool.
So, my next adventure is exploring and adapting to SF. Wish me luck...
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