Monday, September 30, 2013

I have really lucked out this time.

Ya'll, I may have found the perfect job. I don't want to jinx myself, but I'm five weeks in and so far I'm still digging it. When I first saw the ad on Craiglist, I literally snorted and moved on. I figured it wouldn't be much money and it would have a long, long learning curve because I had never even set foot in the town it was in.

Then I saw it again the following week, and the week after that, and the week after that (which was when I wrote my last post). Meanwhile, there was a depressing lack of response coming in to any of my applications or resumes. So I went ahead and sent my resume in.

Oh wait, no I didn't. I fucked around for another week and still didn't send it in. Eventually I emailed it in, figuring it would just be another example of a wasted email. But I actually got a response right away, had an interview a couple of days later, and started work the next week. And that, my friends, is how I became a pizza girl.

The main thing I was worried about was not knowing the area, but it's a small town and the computer prints out directions for every order. Then I wasn't sure if it'd be worth it because of the price of gas - but for every order I get a mileage amount, paid nightly, and it's more than enough. I was also concerned that it would all be tipped employee wage like serving is, but it's not. I get minimum when I'm in the store, and tipped wage when I'm on the road. I wasn't thrilled about being in a corporate food environment again, because it always pissed me off to have people telling me what color my hair could be and checking to see if my socks were the right color. But when I got to the interview, the manager had piercings in her face.

I don't have to make pizzas, although I do box them sometimes. I take orders occasionally. Mostly, though, I just stand around talking typical restaurant smack with the other pizza bitches, until it's my turn to deliver. I spend a lot of time in my car, but I've always liked to drive and as long as I've got my music I'm happy. I interact with the customer for an average of a minute, collect payment and my tip, and head back. It's kind of ridiculously easy. I'm sure in the winter it'll suck a bit more, what with the cold and the snow, but I'm not too worried.

There are some other benefits too - there's a iPod charger in the front of the store for anyone to use, and nobody bitches if you're playing Candy Crush or whatever when it's slow. I don't have to claim my all my tips - the computer doesn't care and neither does the manager. And oh yeah - no sidework unless I'm late driver or closer, which is almost never!

And honestly, it's just such a relief to be able to go the store and get food, or a new pair of sneakers, or whatever I need, without worrying that it's coming out of my rent! So far, the only downside is that it's really amped up my dislike and boredom at my full-time job. It's been building for a while, but the contrast between jobs has really increased my dissatisfaction with it. I know in my last post I was talking about enjoying being a cubicle monkey, and sometimes I still do, but I just am not built for that kind of thing long-term.

BTW, I'm already totally sick of pizza.