"Well, that's 90% of the job. When can you start?"
It was just that simple...more or less. I also had an in. Thanks to the goodwill of Carpool Lou, plus my thirty-second interview, I now am a part-time server (and a part-time fitness instructor and a full-time student, not to mention mother, girlfriend, classmate, friend and
I realized a week or so ago that my student loan fundage is running low, and even if I do get the internship or go to grad school, there won't be more cash in that account until August. While I would love to find a gig in nutrition and fitness right after graduation, I'm just enough of a realist to know that a backup plan is not a bad idea (hearing horror stories on NPR every morning about educated folks unemployed for months on end is probably a healthy dose of reality for an otherwise living-in-a-fantasy-world kinda girl).
So I now have a job. I started today. It will be fine.
But I will also take Spinning Marcy's advice and go to Career Services at school to see if they have any amazing connections for degree-appropriate gigs in the KC area. I will also listen to anyone who has a suggestion for a more fitting job that might carry me through until I earn those prestigious initials, R. and D.
But mostly I've learned (from this photo) that I'm going to have to find a way to charm my clientele without smiling. Where on earth did those lines around my eyes come from?!?!?