A second job

Ok, so I have to admit that I am in search of a second job. Times are tough and we all know working for the government doesn't always pay off. Today, I had an interview at Target and really felt my age. The guy that interviewed me looked about HALF my age!! He kept talking about how things have really changed since I worked there - uh, yeah, it was almost 20 years ago!!!! Sigh. Oh well. It's all good. Someone told me that it was beneath me to take a job at Target, but really, it's not. I am not any better of a person than the cashiers and stockers that work there already. Sure, I may have more education and that's what my day job is for. I use my brain too much during the day and wouldn't mind not using it too much at another job. Sorry, soap box again.

And it might be a little fun working at Target again. Hello, store discount??!! My mom made a funny when I told her about my interview. Some background, if you didn't already know...I love shopping at Target, especially Super Target! I don't know why I have such an attachment to it, but always have and have even had certain special events occur there (a little personal for me to discuss right now). I can spend hours there and spend most of my money there if I was given the chance. I have never really been a designer shopper, so I am all about the Merona, Mossimo and Cherokee labels...who cares anyways? As long as I am looking good and comfortable. Ok, back to my mom's funny. She predicts that 3/4 of my Target paycheck will be going BACK to Target and the small quarter left will come back to me. You guys may not think it's funny, but I got a good laugh out of it because IT IS TRUE! Honestly though, I have to do better. I have been pretty good with my money this year, but I need to be better so that I don't have to spend my spare time working a second job and spend it with the wonderful people I love :)

Ok nite nite all you crazy people out there!

New day, new me?

They say that the more you write, the better you get. Who are they? And what do they care about me? Haha. Oh well. I want to write more, but need to force myself to do it. People keep saying what a great writer I am and how articulate I am. I guess I am in the wrong field - human resources really doesn't allow me to practice my writing skills. It just annoys and frustrates the hell out of me!! Who has an interest in reading my stuff anyways? Well, I have got to take that risk and keep doing it, right? I like it and it makes me feel better afterwards...so why not keep doing it?

I don't really want to talk about my work b/c it sux right now and I don't know who might be reading this and they might tattle on me - LOL.

I was walking down by the Pier today and saw some interesting people. People walking their dogs (or running them), strange couples, rollerbladers, cyclists and a homeless guy sleeping on a bench. I felt sad for the homeless guy - he had a wheelchair next to him with a back pack hanging on it. It's hard these days with 12% unemployment. Oh and the housing market...my GM was telling me today that she heard on the news about people walking out on their mortgages. People who purchased their homes for $400,000 and it's now valued at $80,000 - WTH?? Not even worth a quarter of what it was! I'd walk too. The government needs to quit bailing out the arrogant, selfish, rich companies on Wall Street. They are just going to waste it away anyways with their big parties and bonuses.

Oh sorry, did I get on my soap box again? I am getting used to Florida, I guess. Meeting some great people and have found a church. The beaches are the best part of Florida. I have made it to Clearwater, St. Pete, Ft. Desoto, Sand Key, Madeira and Pass-a-grille beaches and still more to go! I try to go to one each week, so I can determine my favorite. Clearwater, Pass-a-grille and Ft. Desoto are my favorites so far (in that order).

Random thoughts today..so maybe I'll do different topics each day/week instead of just talking about everything all at once.

I am tired and need a bath in a big way, so good night to who ever reads this.