July 4, 2011

I received my tenth real job rejection last week – this time by phone!  Finally!  A company with the balls to call.  Letters are fine, too, but the no-contact-or-call-make-your-own-deduction-Sherlock-you-didn’t –get-the-job folks bother me.  I mean, Human Resources is the department that in addition to employment coordination also handles employee morale, behavior, office etiquette, training, and so forth.  And not even a rejection letter?  Oh, to be a slacker and have a job.

I did start my new part time job last week.  Four hours of looking hot, great clothes, gossiping with women and having a good time (Much like my former job with the construction company). I was even encouraged to try clothes on myself – so I would know what to tell clients about how the pieces fit.  Did I tell you these clothes are on the sexy side of casual/business casual?  I tried on this smokin’ turquoise dress and understood the reason behind the Spanx body suit.  As soon as I get my check for the $34 dollars I earned, I intend to spend it.

It’s movie weekend for me and mom.  Today we will be seeing our second together.  The first one was the new Tom Hanks and Julia Roberts’ movie.  It was cute as you’d expect.  Typically I drop mom off at the front of the theater and she goes in to buy the tickets while I park the car.  This time we parked so close we could walk in together.  Mom requested of the lady at the ticket counter, “Two senior tickets please.”

“MOM,” I commanded, “I’m not that old yet!!!”  She scowled and paid for one senior and one adult (actually, I argue I could have been a child priced ticket since I am her daughter but anyway…)

“Lori Jo, I always buy you a senior ticket, you’re just parking the car and don’t realize it.  They don’t know it’s for you and it saves money.”  Good grief.   I can see it now, mother and daughter enjoy chick flick and then join the cast of “Women Behind Bars.”  We’re seeing Bad Teacher today.  Pray for me.

I am so excited we have a new subscription to one of the paparazzi/fashion magazines.  It is a guilty pleasure for mom and me and we have dad to thank for it.  He did something that earned him a bunch of free magazine subscriptions.  He couldn’t choose enough to meet his limit so I chose this one and one other….Southern Living I think.  These new subscriptions are just now starting to trickle in.  Just yesterday the mail carrier delivered Spin and Jet.  I had to scratch my head on those…until it dawned on me that Dad is a motor head.  He likely thought those magazines were motor related.  I loooove good fodder for the blog!