At last, Dear Reader(s), the herculean trial of finding a job has come to an end for our hero, i.e., myself. It took a strenuous month of job hunting through websites, location visits, dead-ends, and frustrations with the seemingly endless incompetence of the management of a certain bread company location, but at last Gravitas has found gainful employment.
To tell the tale of this triumphant hour, we must go back a week. Last week, I was going about my usual routine of doing some job hunting amidst my digital meanderings. I found a couple of new job openings through a job search site I've been using, including a Team Member position at Caribou Coffee (basically a Northern version of Starbucks, for all you that have not seen a Caribou in your area) and a Catering Driver position at Einstein Bros. Bagels. I believe I filled out these applications of Wednesday or Thursday of last week.
Finally, on Friday, I decided to visit a couple of stores I had applied at, just to make sure those locations were hiring and so that the managers might know me better and consider giving me an interview more seriously. I must attribute credit to Shannon for giving me the idea to do so.
Anyway, when I went in to Caribou, I spoke to the manager, and she said she had reviewed my application. She asked me to come in for an interview on Monday, 11 July. I went in for my interview full of a blend of optimism and sheer desperation. The interview went well, and together the manager and I achieved the milestone of figuring out that if I were one animal, I would be a dog! Yay!
Anyway. She told me I would hear back from her by Wednesday or Thursday, so the next couple of days were spent in nervous anticipation. Finally, yesterday I got an email Caribou offering me the job! Huzzah! Huzzah! Huzzah!
And that, dear Reader(s), is the tale of how I got a job at Caribou Coffee Company, Inc. Also, this job will be baller because (1) they're paying me $8/hour; (2) I get a free half pound of coffee or tea a week as an employee; and (3) I get 30% off of everything in the store!
Thank you, friends, for bearing with me through this over long process of finding a job and then telling you about how I found a job. It's been a blasty blast. Now, I've used far too many exclamation marks in this post, so I think that's it for today.
To quote the slogan of my new employer by way of a farewell: "Life is short. Stay awake for it."
15 July 2011
10 July 2011
Patience...
First of all: Boom! Two posts within 24 hours! Suck it interwebs, for Jordan DeBord's laziness truly can be overcome! Hazzah!
As for the point of this post, I came across an interesting little conundrum this evening as I settled in to the apartment for the night.
As many of you might have surmised, Atlanta--being in the Southeastern United States--is hotter than balls in mid-July! So, upon arriving at the apartment and putting away some stuff in my room, I decided I wanted a nice cool beverage from the refrigerator. I know you can already tell how difficult my life is from what I've described thus far, but bear in mind, dear Reader(s), things are about to get REAL!
So, I proceeded to my local icebox and withdrew the last bottled water from my assigned shelf. And what do I find?! Do I find the water to be cool and refreshing, ready to quench my thirst after a long day of driving to my girlfriend's apartment and taking a nap there for like an hour before watching That 70's Show and eating brownies she made for us?! NO! Instead, the water is frozen almost entirely throughout the bottle, and when I try to open it, what water remains unfrozen overflows out of the top!
What. The. Cuss.
Hopefully by this point, Reader(s), you have guessed that I'm not actually that disturbed by the fact that my water bottle is mostly frozen. But it does bring up an interesting point about what we members of a first world nation consider an issue. I don't intend to be all preachy and what not about how we're actually so fortunate and we need to consider what people in third world countries have to go through just to get a couple gallons of nasty polluted river water, but I wanted to ask you to consider what you are annoyed by in reference to the rest of the world next time you're coffee ends up burnt at Starbucks or your order at McDonald's gets messed up.
Thanks for reading.
As for the point of this post, I came across an interesting little conundrum this evening as I settled in to the apartment for the night.
As many of you might have surmised, Atlanta--being in the Southeastern United States--is hotter than balls in mid-July! So, upon arriving at the apartment and putting away some stuff in my room, I decided I wanted a nice cool beverage from the refrigerator. I know you can already tell how difficult my life is from what I've described thus far, but bear in mind, dear Reader(s), things are about to get REAL!
So, I proceeded to my local icebox and withdrew the last bottled water from my assigned shelf. And what do I find?! Do I find the water to be cool and refreshing, ready to quench my thirst after a long day of driving to my girlfriend's apartment and taking a nap there for like an hour before watching That 70's Show and eating brownies she made for us?! NO! Instead, the water is frozen almost entirely throughout the bottle, and when I try to open it, what water remains unfrozen overflows out of the top!
What. The. Cuss.
Hopefully by this point, Reader(s), you have guessed that I'm not actually that disturbed by the fact that my water bottle is mostly frozen. But it does bring up an interesting point about what we members of a first world nation consider an issue. I don't intend to be all preachy and what not about how we're actually so fortunate and we need to consider what people in third world countries have to go through just to get a couple gallons of nasty polluted river water, but I wanted to ask you to consider what you are annoyed by in reference to the rest of the world next time you're coffee ends up burnt at Starbucks or your order at McDonald's gets messed up.
Thanks for reading.
09 July 2011
Quick! To the Blogosphere!
Well, Reader(s), here we are in the last 13 minutes of this week, and since I promised in my "I'm going to actually start blogging now" post from earlier this week that I would post at least twice per week, I decided I ought to fulfill that plan. Of course, by the time I finish typing this post and publish it to the interwebs, it'll actually be about 10 minutes until the end of the week. Who knows where this will end?
Heck! If I typed long enough or had serious enough bloggers block, I might not even make my own self-imposed deadline. I have a pretty frequent problem of not meeting my own self-imposed deadlines (see the incident with the Modern Library's Top 10 Fiction Novels of the 20th Century - - Damn you, James Joyce and your enormous tome called Ulysses!!!)
Anyway, the witching hour approacheth! And I'm supposed to get up early tomorrow to lead worship at this church with Shannon. So for tonight and for the first of many 2+ post weeks,
Good night, Reader(s)! May your bookshelves be heavy are your assigned readings light!
(It is now 4 minutes till week's end.)
Heck! If I typed long enough or had serious enough bloggers block, I might not even make my own self-imposed deadline. I have a pretty frequent problem of not meeting my own self-imposed deadlines (see the incident with the Modern Library's Top 10 Fiction Novels of the 20th Century - - Damn you, James Joyce and your enormous tome called Ulysses!!!)
Anyway, the witching hour approacheth! And I'm supposed to get up early tomorrow to lead worship at this church with Shannon. So for tonight and for the first of many 2+ post weeks,
Good night, Reader(s)! May your bookshelves be heavy are your assigned readings light!
(It is now 4 minutes till week's end.)
05 July 2011
For the sake of posting...
It's been far too long since my last post, and I just read a couple of recent posts by friends of mine, so I figured I'd put something up here just so I could have something more recent than last Fall.
I suppose I ought to provide just a general life update, since it's been so long since my last post. I graduated Magna Cum Laude from Palm Beach Atlantic this past May with a B.A. in Biblical and Theological Studies. I'm now living in Atlanta, where I will begin seminary at McAfee School of Theology in the Fall. I will be going for a Master's in Divinity. Just to prevent any confusion, that is not a Master's in Divination, like what Prof. Trelawney teaches at Hogwarts in the Harry Potter series, though I may learn a thing or two about Transfiguration. We'll see.
I don't know if I posted anything specifically about this in the past, but I'm currently dating Shannon Pringle. We've been together for a little over a year now, and things are going pretty awesome with us, especially since she'll probably be able to correct my Harry Potter references.
In other news, I'm currently in the throes of a hardcore job search, trying to pay rent and utilities. Yay for real life! I'm living with two other guys right now: Sam and Chris. They're both McAfee students too and so far they seem like really awesome guys.
In other other news, I've picked up a couple new hobbies in the last few months, most notably reading and collecting comic books. I've been reading online comics for a few years, but I started actually buying print comics in April. I'm pretty hooked, but I'm poor right now so I can't really afford to buy them right now which kinda sucks. Oh well. I'll just have to play catch up once I get a job. I think when I get more regular in my comic readings, I'll start posting reviews and such about some of my favorites.
Anyway, I'm going to try to write more frequently on here so there's a reason for people to read it occasionally. My posts will probably consist of random musings, goings-on in my life, comic reviews, more of my own artistic endeavors (poems and short stories probably), and cool pieces of art I happen upon in Gravitas' journey to dominate the internet.
I'll try to post once or twice a week so check back every now and again and see if there's anything you're interested in reading.
To quote a benediction I read in Tolkien's The Hobbit: "May your beards never grow thin."
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