The job hunt, in respect to juvenile detention, is going nowhere really fast. I have done all my interviews, passed all my examinations, but the state is taking the sweetest of time getting back to me on my AOIC certification. Basically, it's the certification that states I have a valid degree, and that I can work in Illinois.
So, since I can't make a decent amount of money working behind a cafe 3-5 days a week, I've gone back to serving. Or, rather, I will go back to serving after my one week of training, which starts this Wednesday. Today was orientation, and it was just as boring as you think - or remember - orientation to be. There were tons of videos and pep talks, but today came with an added bonus of platefuls of appetizers, dipping sauces, salad, and breadsticks. It was delicious.
In case you hadn't figured it out, I'm working for Olive Garden. I'd worked for Darden industries - the company that owns Olive Garden - before a few years ago when I served at Red Lobster. After leaving Chili's a few years ago, I'd sworn that I wouldn't serve again. That, no matter how many retail jobs I had to take to make up for the lack of funds, I'd do it just to not serve. But, look at me, I'm wearing an apron and refilling your drink again.
Since this isn't Texas, I'm confident that I won't have to deal with nearly the amount of racist, bigoted detritus that I had to when I lived in the belt buckle of the Bible belt. Or, at least, I hope so.
Wish me luck!
Love and Lyte,