Woke up this morning to some wonderful news about a job! But of course, nothing to me is 100% until I am working everyday and so therefore I won’t be naming the name of the company until I am 150% positive. But regardless, I did find out via email that they are interested in me just as much as I am interested in them! Yay… I know this is verrrry vague, but since this blog is public and all I am being cautious until I can yell it from the rooftops!
I knew job hunting was going to be hard… Everyday I see countless of my peers vent their frustrations on the topic via Facebook status updates, so it’s definitely known that job-hunting right now is a pain in the ass. And of course if I read it on Facebook it must be true! And so I was planning on being frustrated and shot down from the start. But truthfully, nothing really prepares you for searching for a job. As much as you hear people vent about how frustrating it is you really never know until you do it yourself.
I feel like so much of our culture is based around having a good job. I know this may sound like a “duh” statement… But our culture puts such a social emphasis on having a full-time job, that sometimes it seems to outweigh the economical need for one. I’m not saying that jobs are not economically based, because of course we depend on a money source for survival… But that possessing a job amongst our peers also seems to give ourselves a type of social status and thus gratification based souly on the fact that we’ve fit into the mold our culture set before us. Yea, I’m rambling and probably making no sense… But in my case I was honestly starting to crave a job because I felt out of place socially. Here I was, new in a big city and all around me people were working. There were plenty of days that passed that I could have explored a museum or gone on a leisurely walk, but instead I madly stalked the job sites even though most of the posts were repeats of ones I had seen before. Financially I am fine, and so therefore it wasn’t completely urgent that I got a job immediately. Also, after working so much in the Bay Area I was venting about the need for a good long vacation. But I was literally here for a week before I started stressing for a job…
Maybe I’ll never pin point why we (or maybe just I) have this urge to constantly hold a good stable job… But part of me is starting to believe that we do it for social acceptance – A way to meet people/interact and a standard ingredient to be considered socially acceptable.
Anyways, I am happy that things are looking good on the job front and grateful that I am getting the chance to work in an area I love.
So yes, the day started well… Good news with the job, worked on chores and household things, went on a enjoyable run in Central Park, and then made plans to meet the roommates for pancakes at IHOP. Today is national pancake day in the UK, so of course we had to celebrate!
As I was getting ready to meet up with my roommates I got a wonderful call from one of my good friends 
She had some wonderful news that I am sooooo happy about! But, I’m not sure if I can post it just yet so I’m going to be a big tease and wait to make sure it’s okay for me to post… Hehe.
Anyway, back to the pancakes! Excitement turned to utter disappointment when the service and food at IHOP was horrible. :( I know this is somewhat pointless for me to rant about this on this blog, but I don’t think I’ve ever been so unhappy with a restaurants performance then I was tonight. Not only did the waitress mistake my order (Which would not have been done if she had repeated it back to me to clarify… Thanks TGI Fridays! Haha) but when I pointed out that it was pancakes that I wanted instead of potatoes she just stood there. No literally, there wasn’t a sound… You could hear crickets chirping in the background… Haha. Not a word. So I chimed in and asked her to bring me a couple of pancakes instead of potatoes, which were not even out yet! To this she replied with “Ummmmm Mmmmm I don’t know if I can do that.” After some more deep contemplation on her part she said she would see what she could do. She returned an eternity later with a smile and told me that she got me a tall stack to make up for the mistake. So this is where I’m thinking that everything was going to be okay and that she might earn her tip afterall. Nope. When I got the check I was charge $7 extra dollars for the pancakes! Oh god I thought I was going to loose it. When I walked up to speak to the manager about taking it off she told me she couldn’t! What ever happened to the customer always being right!? After awhile she agreed to discount the pancakes but that she wouldn’t take them off. I was so sick of fighting it that I paid. 
Needless to say that I won’t be dining there again… and I hate to say it but my overall dining experiences in a area that starts with Har and ends with an lem have been horrible. And it sucks because I live here!
Speaking of the job market and the neighborhood, I think the Taxi Cab driver that we had tonight pretty much summed it up for me.
We got in a cab after the dinner fiasco and my roommates immediately start making jokes that related to their IT jobs. (Ex: “There are 01 types of people. Those that understand binary and those that don’t.” Haha. I love it!) Anyways after a couple of jokes the driver jumps in and tells us that he was a Java Developer. If you know NY Taxi Cab drivers then you know that you always take anything one says with a little skepticism. For example, a couple weeks ago I had a cab driver that read a book while she drove like a maniac and then told me that she was worth millions but did this because she liked the scenery. I didn’t know whether to laugh or cry profusely. Anyways, back to tonights driver… So of course I immediately thought he was full of it. But after he started talking with him longer I realized he knew his shit as he went through all of the types of code he was used to working with and carried on a conversation about Java Developing with my roommates. He was really articulate and told me about the MBA program he was in and how he was planning on moving back to Nigeria for work. Great glimpse of the dreadful job market when your cab driver has an MBA and a background in IT.
As we neared our apartment he said “Wait a minute, you guys don’t really live here do you?”
“Yea, we do. Why?” I said as I got out of the cab.
“Well, you guys don’t look crazy!”
And with that he zoomed away into the night, leaving me contemplating the horrible dinner I had just had in the neighborhood I live in.
And you know what’s nuts? Instances like this is why I love New York!
Soooo random subject change… Just got done with a long chat on skype with Lauren Tickel! She’s coming to New York to visit at the end of March! And I’m soooooo excited!
Also, I got a package full of goodies today from Olivia! Sooooo amazing!
You know what!? I have wonderful friends! I am feeling so cheery right now it’s sickening
Okay, before I go to bed… Pics of my room so my fam doesn’t kill me and a video I forgot to post of one of my first subway rides in NYC!
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