confuse me?

tonight i got home from work (where i now serve food to people) to a yellow post-it note stuck to the banister of our stairs.  on the note was scrawled:

5:31 pm Tue

Rachel-

Lindsey @ Planet Fitness called.  Please call tomorrow A.M. between 9:00-noon to make an appt. for a job interview!

Mom

yeah, i definitely applied to work there around a year ago, i think.  i mean, i guess i'll interview.  maybe i would even take it, depending.

but what does one wear to a job interview at a gym?

dirty birdy.

i'm sort of back on the job hunt again. meaning, i've posted a resume on monster.com and am keeping my eyes PEELED for things. but i suppose "trying to get a job" means one actually must try, which i guess makes a little sense to me, yet i have always been a firm believer in a theory--that i'm sure i made up--which states that one should not have to work to get work. that's just counter-intuitive.

what is fueling me this time, though, is the fact that, after telling my part time employer a month in advance that i would need a week off at the end of august for my only vacation of the summer and the first time i have ever asked for any sort of extended leave, i was told it might not be possible. this is unacceptable to me, as i will be on a tour of the Dirty South with my best friend seeing, among other things, the flaming lips in concert. after this, we are heading back to virginia where FINALLY the film i worked on in the fall will be screening at the taubman museum of art, and it's kind of a big deal to me. because, realistically, i may not be working on another film for a while, and--shitty as it might end up being (i honestly cannot remember if it's good)--i am proud of the work that i did and i want that night to talk to my family about it and...yeah.

and, i'm not trying to be a martyr for my own cause, but i do everything they say (with a smile) and alls i want is a freaking vacation.

may is egg month.

a quick update is in order, i suppose.

some things have changed at the restaurant. for one, the grill cook was laid off, so that's one less person not looking at my face while talking to me. actually, he was the only one who did that. but, to his credit, he was very nice. well, i mean, he isn't dead, he IS very nice, and he only touched me a few times before he said he would stop and then he did, in fact, stop. i have no beef with him (ugh, pun acknowledged and, actually, not really intended).

two people have put in their two weeks' notice at the place, which has resulted in the hiring of a new person, abby, whom i have not met. i have only seen her name on the schedule. she's probably very nice. it occurs to me that all of the women employees have "ee" sounds in their names except for three, including me. hmm.

rumors were swirling for about 3 days last week that the restaurant might close (when i say "swirling", i mean my friend and bartender, Sierra [see? ee!] started them and kept them a-swirling. i actually think it's going to be okay. business seems to be ever so slowly picking up. not that i can honestly say i would be that devastated if the place closed. although, i really would be in trouble if it did. then i would have no excuse and i would have to, like...TRY.

sorry this is kind of a depressing entry. i don't mean for it to be. i've been in a riot grrrl mood. has anyone seen Ladies and Gentlemen: The Fabulous Stains!? the vocal stylings of a very young diane lane are stunning. just inspiring.

happy may, everyone! rabbit-rabbit!