Yesterday I Got A Job

Yes it's true.  Kelly Leigh is currently employed.  On Thursday I was doing my usual applying to jobs that I felt I was qualified for and maybe could perhaps learn something from when on a whim and with a bit of desperation I thought, "maybe I should just apply for a waitressing job."  I was clearly having no luck with any jobs that were at all related to my degree.  So I went online and sent my resume to the first waitressing job I saw and continued writing cover letters for more science based jobs.  A few hours later, I get a call from a guy who says they'd like to interview me for the waitressing position the next day.  After I got over my initial shock (I was taken aback by the fact anyone actually wanted to interview me)  I agreed to meet them and went to my interview Friday morning.

I have to admit, I wasn't exactly pleased about getting the interview.  As the daughter of a caterer I've been asked countless times if I want to work in the food industry.  My answer has aways been "No."  The longer I worked and saw people who worked there for years the more strongly I was convinced this was not what I wanted to do with my life - I wanted to be on the other end.  I wanted to be catered for, not doing the catering.  I refer to my mom's staff over 35 as "lifers." Lifers have been, and most likely will be, in the restaurant business for life.  Most of them are unhappy in their job, and usually feel they're over qualified.  The reason people continue to work there is because they get stuck.  I never wanted to get stuck.

So when I went to my interview on Friday I didn't exactly go in with a strong desire to get the job.  I didn't try to answer questions correctly, but I did answer them honestly.  I didn't talk myself up at all.  I told them this wasn't a job I wanted to be doing, but I didn't mind doing it for the time being.  I even told them I'd be going home for awhile to visit my family.  The interview lasted an hour.

After it was over, I was on my way to the station and my cell phone started ringing.  They asked me to come back.  So I turned around and walked back.  Surprisingly, they offered me the job and a promotion.  I went in for a waitressing position, but they want me as a floor manager.  So now I am employed as floor manager.

I'm unsure how I feel about this.  On one hand, I have a job, which means financially we are in a pretty good position and I'll be able to meet people and be mentally stimulated.  On the other hand, I feel I am in grave danger of becoming a lifer.  I'm also aware that I won't be able to see Nick as often because our hours are going to be completely different.  I guess the thing I find most irritating is that I've been working in the restaurant industry since grade school, and after graduating with a science degree with honors, the only place I am qualified to work is in a restaurant.  Thank you Loyola University Chicago for providing me with such a useful degree.