the scoop

Remember a few weeks ago when I sort of kind of not really shared a secret?

Well.


Here's the scoop. Currently, I'm working as a temp. Let me tell you how amazing this is. All I did was scoot into a temp agency and she found me a job. All I had to do was fill out paperwork with her, take a typing test, and BAM. Instant job. So I did that Mackenzie Disposal job for three weeks. Data entry, scheduling, phone calls. On Wednesday two weeks ago I had an interview with a lawyer to be a paralegal.

OHMYGOSH.

My heart was beating so fast, I was all over the place with emotions. This is a real job. A big girl job.

I went to the interview having zero expectations. I had no idea what the heck a paralegal does. My law experience? Once I was sued (someone rear ended me then someone else rear ended him. Yeah. That's a story for another day) and once my mom was the victim and so the state sued this guy (and that's another story for another day). So I know what discovery is. The end.

But the more he told me about the job the more excited I was. To have a real job, to have real money, to be making an enormous amount each year (I will not say. That's rude). I can't even.

So I went back to work after my lunch break interview and my boss at Mackenzie offered me a job.

(Technically, lawyer didn't offer me a job but his words were, "I'd like to try this out. I'm willing to give this a shot and see how you do." <- job. offered.)

What the what what?! Two jobs in one day.

I'm not trying to brag and be boastful here, but hihello. I know I'm a good employee. I know I work hard. I work well. I felt wanted (which, by the way, that's a nice feeling). And finally someone else, two someones else, noticed.

But. Lawyer had some problems with the person he's replacing and now she might not leave. Evan and I debated over the should I's and could we's for the past few days. Should I wait for this potential job and pass anything else up that comes along? Should I interview for other jobs but keep them waiting? Can we survive on just one paycheck for another two weeks? Yuck. I am the worst decision maker.

I turned down the Mackenzie job, just for the simple fact that it wasn't challenging enough, nor was there room to expand. Which meant that Friday was my last day of work if lawyer didn't want me to start on Monday. Which meant I wouldn't be working for an entire week. Which meant I needed to make a decision and someone needed to offer me a job stat.

Then another job came along. This little medical research paralegal job. The ladies who interviewed me sold me. They were so nice. They kept saying how the company treats everyone like equals and I felt that. I didn't feel like I was talking to some big, bad lawyer and I had to avert my eyes because his excellence is just so profound. I felt like I was talking to my peers.

So I took it. I took the job.

JobjobjobjobjobjobjobjobjobjobjobJOB. AH!

Monday. Insane.

And this is the adorable little outfit that got me the job! (Because, let's be honest. That's really all that matters.)