My feet ache. My back hurts. I've had terrible cravings. And I've had severe mood swings.
You may think that these are sympathy pains in regards to my 12 weeks preggo sister. But alas, all of these symptoms can only mean one thing: I've officially begun my job.
I started work at a local family owed music store that so graciously hired me....maybe they saw the tears in my eyes as I begged for a job so I could pay rent....maybe not. And because I'm such a lucky girl, I started on, and I quote, "the daggum busiest day of the year." I think I may have seen every middle schooler in the Charlotte-Mecklenberg county area. And as I sat and explained to youngsters about how to empty their spit out of an instrument, or listened to mothers confiding to me that their son or daughter "doesn't really know a thing about music and I'm not even sure that they'll play this damn thing...but I guess this is just one of their little tangents", it took me back to my sweet and awkward middle school band days. Ohhhhhh the time of innocence. I was growing out of my bowl cut and was moving into the Bon Jovi\brown football helmet days. You know those days. The days when wearing the butterfly clips with a hint of sparkle and a LOT of purple were really cool. The days when you just started to discover make up (in my case, I would steal Kelley's white eyeshadow and lock myself in the bathroom, put on about a pound of makeup, and I would leave the bathroom and tell myself that my parents didn't notice the white icing-like product on my eyelids). The days when Lance Bass covered my walls (I'm still bitter about that whole situation...by the way).
Oh how times have changed. I went from a young band superstar into a grown up band superstar. And my hair is sort of still in football helmet mode........and God knows I still love white eyeshadow.....and still think of Lance Bass often. But whatever. I'm a big girl now. The point is, at least I get to work with little musical fledglings that may aspire to be as successful as I am now. It's good to know that I'm such an inspiration to them.
But overall, I am glad and proud that I survived my first day. I have never been so excited to come home and see Alex Trebek and Pat Sajack. I'd also like to thank the makers of Diet Dr. Pepper for saving my life and making my life bearable. That's all.
Love,
Taylor
Tuesday, August 31, 2010
Thursday, August 26, 2010
Losing the battles, but Winning the WAR!
Because we went to Presbyterian College, home of the Blue Hose, the Scotsmen who fought bravely on the hills of Scotland for their freedom, it's simply a part of our blood to have to fought many battles and wars.......specifically, battles in the job field.
All in all, I've applied for probably 98,632 jobs per day. And finally, the calls are starting to come in. I have been contacted by a few places (one being a music store that sells instruments and gives music lessons...score). And I have an audition at the beginning of the week to basically get famous...(or just do a show at a children's theater...whatever.)
The point is, I have been losing a lot of battles. Some of the following battles are ones that I have lost:
1. Taylor vs. Driving Directions in Charlotte
2. Taylor, Patty, and Schay vs. the Cockroaches in The Colony Apartment Buildings
3. Taylor's Hair vs. the humidity
4. Taylor vs. Target (that's all you need to know)
However, I'm winning the war. Why? Because I have this.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ugR-Iyp-e1k&feature=related
And although Mel Gibson may be a wee bit cray cray, and by a wee bit, I mean the big guy has lost it, he is helping me along through this new adventure in CharTown. Jobs will come. And money will come....maybe. But until then, at least I have Braveheart.
Love,
Taylor
It's been quite the week. Having applied to about 15 jobs a day my resume has been open to the public and without knowing it....some predators. I was contacted by two headhunters this week. One, legit and one.....not so much. I arrived for a meeting Tuesday morning and was sequestered into a small conference room....where I was told basically that a whole world of jobs were in front of me, but it would come at a price. For the small cost of $3,000 this company could help me. I was left feeling more confused than ever and slightly violated by the open nature of monster.com. How many times do I have to explain to people that my rent is due on the first of the month and I'm one desperate step from selling my life on ebay?
My second meeting went better. I was asked immediately for references both personal and professional. I was not expecting this and left the meeting in a different sort of panic. After reviewing the meeting with Taylor and listing my references (which included her, patty, and my boyfriend who I listed as a "close friend") we both realized that there was a very real possibility that this energetic headhunter was already making phone calls.... I quickly called my former boss the conversation went something like this:
Me: Mr. D okay, so you may be contacted as a reference I just wanted to let you know hows everything with you?
Mr. D: Well, Schay I just got off the phone with a nice lady asking all sorts of things about you
Me: Wait....I've only been out of the meeting for 30 minutes
Mr. D; Well, what can I say someone is on top of it! How are things
Me: GREAT ok well I have to go I'll call you again soon see you at homecoming!
(Frantic now calling my next reference)
Me: Kelley, listen you may be contacted by this headhunter I had no idea she would move this fast
Kelley: wait there's someone on my call waiting
Me: OH GOD
(Frantic once more)
Me: Mrs. K listen, I put you as a reference and this woman is moving FAST
Mrs. K: That's great!
Me: Ok....I guess.....gotta go
Me: Hunt, ok so I may have put you as a reference and they might be calling you really soon so just don't pick up because it is all too much
Hunter: Oh, I'm picking up
Me: Please no
Taylor (in the background): Wait, what did you classify Hunter as?
Me: A close friend
Taylor: Schay, we both know thats a lie.
Needless to say this was all very fast and I'm fairly certain I've forgotten a lot of the details. Hopefully my luck in Charlotte will turn around. As I have nothing to do with all my time during the day having no classes and really no where to go the apartment has begun in type-offs. What are those? Well, we all spend our time taking timed typing tests online. I'd just like to say that I am winning with 91 words per minute. As you can see, we are a very sad group so I have taken the liberty of attaching a link to a great housewarming gift that would really lift all of our spirits.
http://www.roomstogo.com/index.cfm?fusea
All in all, I've applied for probably 98,632 jobs per day. And finally, the calls are starting to come in. I have been contacted by a few places (one being a music store that sells instruments and gives music lessons...score). And I have an audition at the beginning of the week to basically get famous...(or just do a show at a children's theater...whatever.)
The point is, I have been losing a lot of battles. Some of the following battles are ones that I have lost:
1. Taylor vs. Driving Directions in Charlotte
2. Taylor, Patty, and Schay vs. the Cockroaches in The Colony Apartment Buildings
3. Taylor's Hair vs. the humidity
4. Taylor vs. Target (that's all you need to know)
However, I'm winning the war. Why? Because I have this.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ugR-Iyp-e1k&feature=related
And although Mel Gibson may be a wee bit cray cray, and by a wee bit, I mean the big guy has lost it, he is helping me along through this new adventure in CharTown. Jobs will come. And money will come....maybe. But until then, at least I have Braveheart.
Love,
Taylor
It's been quite the week. Having applied to about 15 jobs a day my resume has been open to the public and without knowing it....some predators. I was contacted by two headhunters this week. One, legit and one.....not so much. I arrived for a meeting Tuesday morning and was sequestered into a small conference room....where I was told basically that a whole world of jobs were in front of me, but it would come at a price. For the small cost of $3,000 this company could help me. I was left feeling more confused than ever and slightly violated by the open nature of monster.com. How many times do I have to explain to people that my rent is due on the first of the month and I'm one desperate step from selling my life on ebay?
My second meeting went better. I was asked immediately for references both personal and professional. I was not expecting this and left the meeting in a different sort of panic. After reviewing the meeting with Taylor and listing my references (which included her, patty, and my boyfriend who I listed as a "close friend") we both realized that there was a very real possibility that this energetic headhunter was already making phone calls.... I quickly called my former boss the conversation went something like this:
Me: Mr. D okay, so you may be contacted as a reference I just wanted to let you know hows everything with you?
Mr. D: Well, Schay I just got off the phone with a nice lady asking all sorts of things about you
Me: Wait....I've only been out of the meeting for 30 minutes
Mr. D; Well, what can I say someone is on top of it! How are things
Me: GREAT ok well I have to go I'll call you again soon see you at homecoming!
(Frantic now calling my next reference)
Me: Kelley, listen you may be contacted by this headhunter I had no idea she would move this fast
Kelley: wait there's someone on my call waiting
Me: OH GOD
(Frantic once more)
Me: Mrs. K listen, I put you as a reference and this woman is moving FAST
Mrs. K: That's great!
Me: Ok....I guess.....gotta go
Me: Hunt, ok so I may have put you as a reference and they might be calling you really soon so just don't pick up because it is all too much
Hunter: Oh, I'm picking up
Me: Please no
Taylor (in the background): Wait, what did you classify Hunter as?
Me: A close friend
Taylor: Schay, we both know thats a lie.
Needless to say this was all very fast and I'm fairly certain I've forgotten a lot of the details. Hopefully my luck in Charlotte will turn around. As I have nothing to do with all my time during the day having no classes and really no where to go the apartment has begun in type-offs. What are those? Well, we all spend our time taking timed typing tests online. I'd just like to say that I am winning with 91 words per minute. As you can see, we are a very sad group so I have taken the liberty of attaching a link to a great housewarming gift that would really lift all of our spirits.
http://www.roomstogo.com/index.cfm?fusea
My name is Patty. I just began working as an Executive Assistant at a software consulting firm. Although they may not agree, I find it unfair that Schay and Taylor get to play all day at home together while I am surrounded by short sleeve button downs and Excel spreadsheets. However, I enjoy incorporating my style into the office, as I have already been asked where I get my work clothes! Which is probably my biggest accomplishment there thus far. Except for the large order I made for a meeting from Dean and Deluca the other day. I'm boring. I love my roommates! And would also really like that chair from rooms to go.
PS there was a cockroach crawling on my tv screen in my bedroom last night.
PS there was a cockroach crawling on my tv screen in my bedroom last night.
Tuesday, August 24, 2010
On, On, CharTown.
Welcome to our blog! We cannot believe that we have begun writing a blog...which should be noted as to how desperate we are currently in our life situations. This blog in no way is meant to gain pity, or depress anyone. We're just trying to share the humor that is our daily (unemployed) lives. We are in our second week in Charlotte a.k.a CharTown. We (Patty, Taylor, and Schaeffer) graduated from college together and decided that Charlotte was our next adventure. Charlotte is the banking capital of the south and a huge city! So logistically we thought of course there would be jobs for us right? Then we realized...not so much.
Out of the three of us, Patty does have a "big girl" job. Although we are trying to be happy for her it's difficult when we are on the dragonfly couch watching the latest breaking news on E! Channel (Lindsay Lohan just got released from rehab...sister is just going to go back to the smack soon). Self loathing has begun. We are happy to report that we have kept up with our personal hygiene. So while Patty gets up and goes off to work we begin the great job search. On our Computers. Mostly on moster.com. Not that we haven't tried to go into places to personally advertise ourselves--and honestly if I had a quarter for everytime I heard the reply, "We're not actually sure if we are hiring, but you can go online and fill out our application" we would be able to pay our electric bill. Possibly our cable. So the search continues......
Needless to say...we miss college.
The score thus far:
CharTown:1
Taylor, Schaeffer, and Patty: 0
Out of the three of us, Patty does have a "big girl" job. Although we are trying to be happy for her it's difficult when we are on the dragonfly couch watching the latest breaking news on E! Channel (Lindsay Lohan just got released from rehab...sister is just going to go back to the smack soon). Self loathing has begun. We are happy to report that we have kept up with our personal hygiene. So while Patty gets up and goes off to work we begin the great job search. On our Computers. Mostly on moster.com. Not that we haven't tried to go into places to personally advertise ourselves--and honestly if I had a quarter for everytime I heard the reply, "We're not actually sure if we are hiring, but you can go online and fill out our application" we would be able to pay our electric bill. Possibly our cable. So the search continues......
Needless to say...we miss college.
The score thus far:
CharTown:1
Taylor, Schaeffer, and Patty: 0
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