Sunday, May 23, 2010

I did not get the job.

So I talked to rick on monday, and right off the bat he said to me "I just have to tell you, and I'm really sad about this, one of the pastry chefs from the winter called my earlier today and took the job I was offering you."

So basically the decision was made for me. I had been of the mindset that I was going to take the job and not see Rene all summer, and I think we were both getting used to the idea, but then it was gone. I can't say I'm terribly upset about it. I'm relieved actually.

Because I'm next up on the list if rick ever needs someone, so basically next time a pastry chef is needed, he will be calling me. :) Which is nice, but then I'll be in the same situation, I'll be taking a job that will allow me to have no home life what-so-ever.

Which is sad, but it will be helping my career by leaps and bounds... which is good right? Money over happiness, my mother would be proud.

(Sorry about all this I really need to vent)

I've come to realize, my mother and I have very very different wold views. I'm of the happiness is everything vein of life whereas my mother is of the money rules all vein of life.

For example, yesterday my mother called and we haven't talked in a while because she was just in Hawaii with my dad for 3 weeks(How hard for them :P)so she asked about my new job, I told her that I love it and that my hours have just changed, before I was working 6 hours a day for 4 days a week, now I'll be working 8 hours a day for 3 days a week, which both Rene and I are fine with, I'm happy, I love my job, I'm where I want to be in life, and at home. After hearing this my mum promptly asked where I was going to be applying for my second job, so I said "I'm not getting one..." To which she said "Oh, are you sick lately?"(Which means "The only reason you could possibly have for not working AT LEAST 40 hours a week is that you are terminally ill") So I said that no I wasn't. So she said "Well, I don't see how that can work... you'll never survive."


We just "Survived" and entire winter on Rene's part time job. Granted we had to borrow money from my parents a few times, but for the most part we did it ourselves. Why is it so hard for my mum to see that I'm happy where I am. I never ever want to talk to her about money or jobs, it just upsets me and she makes me feel like a bag of dirt. I love my mum and we really get along great, a used to go to the bar with her all the time when we worked together. She's fun, we just can't talk about work. Ever.

At least that's my only beef with my mum, I'm lucky. :)

Just needed to vent.

1 comments:

frugalurban said...

Sorry you didn't get the job! But staying the course is never too terrible. I've been through that kind of thing with my parents too, but over time it has gotten easier. Especially as they have seen me learn my own lessons about money and have things turn out okay. But it never feels good to feel like your parents are judging you!