I've finally managed to find summer employment! I couldn't be happier, because it was imperative that I have some money coming in. At the end of the month, I have to go to Toronto to apply for my visa, and in order to obtain it, I have to prove I have sufficient funds to sustain myself for a month or two. I was told that $3,000 would be about the amount needed. I don't have $3,000. I don't even have $3. I'm not even lying. I wish I was! Instead, what I plan to do is move $3,000 from my line of credit, and try to pass that off as real coin when I go for the appointment. I'm a bit nervous to to go the bank and try to get them to print me a statement saying I have $3,000. We'll see. I may go plead my case to them; tell them that I will be bringing in around $48,000 dollars in a years time. But, in order to do so, I have to get to England, which means I have to move that $3,000. If they refuse to print me a statement saying I have the $3,000, for whatever reason, I'm going to move it anyways and print off the page online...not sure how legit that would be viewed as, by the people processing my Visa...but if it comes down to that, I will attempt it. Anyways, I need a summer job so that by the end of August I can have the $2,000 debt I have paid off, so that I can actually switch the $3,000 over and KEEP it there...and then slowly pay it off while I'm overseas. Ugh. Does that make ANY sense? I am bloody awful, I know. It is ridiculous.
Anyways, I probably shouldn't be talking too much about money on here. That's a rather personal topic.
So the new job is at the local Sobeys. I'm not sure where I will be working yet, but it's going to be cash, deli, or produce. The manager is going to call me on Saturday to let me know where she wants to start me, and what day. She told me sometime next week I can start. What a load off. I need the money like nobodies business. I'll have to be sure to book off June 30th as soon as I can...that's the day I have to take in all my paperwork for the Visa. I will lie and say I have wedding that day. I will start right off the bat requesting ONLY that day off, for the entire summer. I will work the rest, no problem. Or at least, I will try.
I'm sure the new job will afford much more to write about in here; there's always stuff going on at work!! I will meet new people, maybe make some new friends, and almost certainly experience some workplace drama. Hurray, can't wait to be a working girl again!
On the plus side, I spoke with K last night on MSN, and found out I am still invited to the wedding this weekend...or at least the reception and drinking that will take place after. I am totally fine with that, since I would feel a bit out of place at the actual wedding anyways, considering I don't know the bride or groom. I just know the grooms son...and am banging the grooms sons' friend. Heh heh. Apparently it's going to be tented sleepover, the night of. I must admit that I am excited about that, because it means (hopefully) a tent for K and myself....which means (hopefully) some time to throw it down. We haven't been able to have a romp in two weeks, and frankly I am ridiculously...amorous...if you catch my drift. I am going to be on him like spots on a dice. He better not get WD (Whiskey Dick) or anything of the like. No excuses! I need to get some, asap! Ha ha ha!
In other news, I've also rejoined Myspace....I've been a bit more secretive this time though, not using my real name. So hopefully I won't run into any problems, like I did last time. Anyways, the reason I did it was to kind of scope out the scene around Cambridge, so I can kind of get a feel for the types of people that live there. I've only added, and subsequently talked to, one guy from Cambridge since I re-inserted myself into the Myspace community. Being the picky person that I am, he's very hot. Ha ha ha. And, some of you might be happy to read this, he is 25. I don't think I will allow my penchant for young men to accompany me to England. I think I'm learning a valuable lesson here now, with my "Summer of Twenty". It won't be something I seek to do again...the maturity difference is startling at times. In England I will be sure to find men that are closer to my age and maturity level. Although, I could argue that no mature man exists, anywhere....so it may just be a hopeless search. But I digress. I've added this sexy Brit in the hopes that I might be able to get some valuable information about living and playing in and around Cambridge. And who knows...maybe I can make a friend out of him, in real time. You gotta start somewhere!
Well, I'm off for now!
Cheers
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