hired

So as if to tell lie to my friend who yesterday said that i obviously haven’t been trying very hard to find a job, today I’ve been hired. Disapointingly to a telemarketing firm, but with injuries, what more can I honestly hope for? I went dancing last night at Sanctuary and almost died. Odd though, the more wrecked I stumbled off the dancefloor, the more people I knew crawled out of the woodwork to ask if I were okay. It was somehow odd. I was half delirious, dizzy, and feeling collapsable like an oprha hat when people I hadn’t seen in almost a year or two came up and asked after my health. Jonathan even loomed out of the darkness to hug me and offer my a drink.
^break for mini-story^
(Course, it’s about time that brit offered me a drink – last time I saw him at Sanctuary, he O.D. on something nasty on the dancefloor and I helped take him to the hospital. Waited around till three a.m. in a bright unwelcoming hospital hallway with his blood soaking through my clothing – this same fellow months earlier had decided somehow through some sort of induced haze that I was terribly desirable and needed my toes sucked. He’s so utterly adorable, so I’ll forgive him for his hair.)
^end of line^

My first day is on Thrusday. 9 – 4:30, mon – fri and every second sat. Paycheck is weekly and pay is $8/hour. I’m fairly sure that I could do much better with an audio/visual firm, but until I can haul projectors around again, telemarketing will do.