|My home internet went down Monday morning, hence the lack of updates this week. Itís been up and running since Thursday. Good thing too, because there were a couple of bills I needed to pay online, like right away.
Last week a couple of people came to me and told me about a library assistant job opening, clearly inferring that I should apply for it. I thought about it, and decided that it wasnít for me. A couple of reasons jumped out, like the fact that I was sure I wasnít going to get the job. If I couldnít get that other job I went for because I didnít have ďenough experience,Ē what makes me think I had a chance with this higher position job? Actually, I didnít think I had a chance, hence me not going for it. Worst thing is, theyíre really passing up a great worker, but how can I convince them theyíre making a mistake by not hiring me? There isnít a way to prove that. But really what the job entails isnít rocket science. If they gave me four months I would master the whole process. I have a fast learning curve, but of course I canít show them that if they donít hire me in the first place. So yeah, I didnít apply for this thing. But it would be great to get this job, because it would mean more money and a better position. If it wasnít for my stupid debts I wouldnít give a damn about how much money I made. But, money has become more important because Iím barely floating by at the moment.* * * * * *
Speaking of my job, Thursdays and Fridays have become the most monotonous days of my week. The tasks they have me doing donít vary at all. I canít blame the higher ups for not trusting me, Iím only there for two days a week, and they donít know me very well. But they should know that Iíve performed all the monkey tasks they have thrown at me with relative ease. What gets me is the boredom. During the day my brain could shut down and I could still do my job. Itís all manual labor (not the hard kind, mind you). My brain is mush when I come out of their on a Friday night. Boredom and the pay are the two main reasons why I want to get another job. Everything else is actually kinda nice about the job... kinda.* * * * * *
Megan and I went up to the Griffith Observatory this week. She hadnít been up there for over 15 years, she said. I couldnít believe that. I go up there all the time because itís one of my favorite spots in the city.
Everyone in ďLAĒ lives in their little corner of LA. The Westsiders are on the Westside, those in The Valley reside there. But I think that the central point in Los Angeles isnít downtown, but the Observatory. On a clear day one can see all the way down to San Pedro and Catalina. Iíve been up there after a rain, when the smog doesnít blanket the city like a dirty shag carpet. Nearly everyone in this city has gone, or will one day visit the Observatory. Itís a building everyone knows about even if they donít live here. My Uncle from Mexico couldnít stop talking about it a few years back. All he wanted to do is go up to the Observatory because part of his favorite, ďRebel Without a CauseĒ was filmed there. It is a quintessential Los Angeles spot. Seemingly always there, a throwback to a past era, the layers of its history blurred by that always new sheen of Hollywoodís bright lights. Perched in the hills, the lights of Hollywood twinkle all the more because of the car exhaust. I completely love that place... and THATís why I wanted to take Megan there. Because I completely love her.
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