Today I went to speak to my Mom's students. When I can, I talk to them about the big thesis paper they all have to write before they graduate. I'm glad to say that most of them are bright, interested, and willing to listen.
There was, however, one young man who reminded me a whole lot of Eddie Haskell. He came up after class to shake my hand. However, he called me "Chris". One, I don't like being called anything other than Christine. Two, he's about half my age, so calling me by my first name was inappropriate.
I like to think that there is still respect in this world. Even when I'm calling my potential fundraisers, I still try to use respect. I would expect nothing else.
Friday, February 29, 2008
Monday, February 25, 2008
Please...
Don't make me go back to that job. I hate it. I find it mildly degrading and I'm not any good at it. Not being good at it is probably why I find it degrading. I know that this fund raising is for an excellent cause, but it's definitely not my strength to be the one making the calls for the donations.
I think this is because of how I was raised. In my family, charity work and donations are definitely encouraged, but in a much more anonymous way. We're not to advertise any good works, because good work is what we're supposed to do. It's kind of like what Chris Rock says: You don't get credit for paying child support or staying out of jail! You're supposed to take care of your kids! You're not supposed to go to jail!
So this is a learning experience, or some crap like that. If nothing else, it is definitely humbling. And I am awed by the women I work with who do this work so well.
I think this is because of how I was raised. In my family, charity work and donations are definitely encouraged, but in a much more anonymous way. We're not to advertise any good works, because good work is what we're supposed to do. It's kind of like what Chris Rock says: You don't get credit for paying child support or staying out of jail! You're supposed to take care of your kids! You're not supposed to go to jail!
So this is a learning experience, or some crap like that. If nothing else, it is definitely humbling. And I am awed by the women I work with who do this work so well.
Thursday, February 21, 2008
Second Day
OK, today was the second day of my job. I got 2 people to participate in the fundraiser, and two people to donate. That's pretty good. Little skinny thing from yesterday was almost as bitchy as she was yesterday - but this time I was sitting in a different room. Clearly, she didn't bother me as much.
Thank you to B. and W., who both called to find out how my new job was going. And to those of you who haven't, why not? Y'all know how to reach me.
Oh, and the truth is, I'm really not great at this job. It doesn't fit me well. But for now, it (hopefully) pays the bills. Turns out that Tuesday's interview wasn't just THE interview. Every day is another interview. It's exhausting to fake fun for so long. I talked to a couple other people, and now my fear is that they'll tattle and I'll be out of work again.
PS - I figured out the spell check. You have to highlight all the text before you can use it. Hope this helps.
Thank you to B. and W., who both called to find out how my new job was going. And to those of you who haven't, why not? Y'all know how to reach me.
Oh, and the truth is, I'm really not great at this job. It doesn't fit me well. But for now, it (hopefully) pays the bills. Turns out that Tuesday's interview wasn't just THE interview. Every day is another interview. It's exhausting to fake fun for so long. I talked to a couple other people, and now my fear is that they'll tattle and I'll be out of work again.
PS - I figured out the spell check. You have to highlight all the text before you can use it. Hope this helps.
Wednesday, February 20, 2008
First Day
I got the job, and I just got back from my first day. Here are my impressions: The women I'm working for are smart and dedicated. I think I'll enjoy working for them. One of the other VRCs might be a bit tricky, as she's very young and a bit too sure of herself. Hopefully this is just day 1 and tomorrow will be better. I made 50 calls but didn't get one volunteer. However, I have about 5 follow-up calls to make with definite dates and times to try to get the folks to volunteer.
I'm really tired, it's hard to stay high-energy and peppy all day. And, I left the rest of my lunch, which I planning to eat for dinner, at work. I hope no one throws it out.
It's kinda cool to type "at work".
I'm really tired, it's hard to stay high-energy and peppy all day. And, I left the rest of my lunch, which I planning to eat for dinner, at work. I hope no one throws it out.
It's kinda cool to type "at work".
Tuesday, February 19, 2008
Interview!
Wish me luck! I have an interview today at 3:30. This one is for the Muscular Dystrophy Association, to assist with its fundraiser. Great hours, decent pay!
Monday, February 18, 2008
Back In Commission
Well, I took some time off to freak out about being jobless and poor. Many, many thanks to B. for listening and for caring and worrying about me. Now I will do the same for you, my friend, as you get ready to pass the bar. And keep your eye out for the mail late this week.
After the meltdown, good things began to happen. The next day, I got a call about a resume I sent out and I made an appointment with a local temp agency to help me find work. I also got a response on the moving boxes I've been trying to sell for a past few weeks.
The temp agency enrollment went fine - turns out that the lady who found me my job before law school still works there and remembered me. The job interview went well, too, I think. It was short, about 15 minutes total, but we plan to meet up again tomorrow to discuss the work and (hopefully) the pay.
Wednesday my sister sent me Valentine's Day flowers. They're gorgeous, they're roses and stargazers in this really rockin' red vase. Ironically, last Wednesday was my sister's birthday. I had to harass her a little about getting me a gift on her birthday. But still, it was so kind of her.
That's the news for now.
P.S. - Does anyone know why the spellcheck isn't working?
After the meltdown, good things began to happen. The next day, I got a call about a resume I sent out and I made an appointment with a local temp agency to help me find work. I also got a response on the moving boxes I've been trying to sell for a past few weeks.
The temp agency enrollment went fine - turns out that the lady who found me my job before law school still works there and remembered me. The job interview went well, too, I think. It was short, about 15 minutes total, but we plan to meet up again tomorrow to discuss the work and (hopefully) the pay.
Wednesday my sister sent me Valentine's Day flowers. They're gorgeous, they're roses and stargazers in this really rockin' red vase. Ironically, last Wednesday was my sister's birthday. I had to harass her a little about getting me a gift on her birthday. But still, it was so kind of her.
That's the news for now.
P.S. - Does anyone know why the spellcheck isn't working?
Tuesday, February 12, 2008
What Now?
It's bad here, really bad. I have, in my combined accounts, about $50. It's embarrassing to ask my mom for more help. It feels like, why?
If I explain more, and if I feel better tomorrow, I can't say anything else. I wish I could, but the repercussions are too grave.
If I explain more, and if I feel better tomorrow, I can't say anything else. I wish I could, but the repercussions are too grave.
Monday, February 11, 2008
Circe
Circe is the name of my car. I name my cars after misunderstood and powerful women from mythology. My first car was named Medea.
Anyway, last Thursday I was leaving SuperTarget (man, have I missed those!) and found that my key would not fully enter the ignition. After a bit of freaking out, I managed to get the car towed and repaired.
Turns out that a tumbler in the ignition had malfunctioned. When I talked to the repair supervisor, he told me that this was more common than I thought, yet still not enough to generate a recall.
So, about $330 later, my car starts. Thank goodness.
P.S. - Why is the spellcheck option not working anymore?
Anyway, last Thursday I was leaving SuperTarget (man, have I missed those!) and found that my key would not fully enter the ignition. After a bit of freaking out, I managed to get the car towed and repaired.
Turns out that a tumbler in the ignition had malfunctioned. When I talked to the repair supervisor, he told me that this was more common than I thought, yet still not enough to generate a recall.
So, about $330 later, my car starts. Thank goodness.
P.S. - Why is the spellcheck option not working anymore?
Change
It's time to make a change on my blog. If you notice, I have added my favorite books and updated more of my information. I'm a different girl than the one who started this blog. Sometimes I feel more jaded, and other times I feel more enthusiastic. I'm thrilled to be back in Alabama. We'll see what happens from here.
Friday, February 8, 2008
Valentine's Day
I was thinking of the guys I've loved over the years, and the reasons that I loved them.
1. Jim - No one ever made me feel more beautiful and desired.
2. Brian - He understood me and was calm with me, which kept me calm.
3. Matt - He defended my honor (oddly enough to Brian after we split).
I've dated other guys along the way, and thought that I loved them, but I was never really in love with them.
OK, for one split second with my ex-fiancé, Graeme - there was one day where I was getting ready for work, and I felt that overwhelming feeling of being loved. He was far away, and I don't know for sure if he was thinking of me, but I felt loved. (Plus, once he sent me a card which totally fit ME. I was amazed that he knew me that well. I wish I had known him that well.)
1. Jim - No one ever made me feel more beautiful and desired.
2. Brian - He understood me and was calm with me, which kept me calm.
3. Matt - He defended my honor (oddly enough to Brian after we split).
I've dated other guys along the way, and thought that I loved them, but I was never really in love with them.
OK, for one split second with my ex-fiancé, Graeme - there was one day where I was getting ready for work, and I felt that overwhelming feeling of being loved. He was far away, and I don't know for sure if he was thinking of me, but I felt loved. (Plus, once he sent me a card which totally fit ME. I was amazed that he knew me that well. I wish I had known him that well.)
Tuesday, February 5, 2008
Sympathy
I was just listening to my music, and I ran across this song by Britney. If you choose to listen, you might hear what I hear - the way that she really feels. I guess because I can understand, because I've felt the same way sometimes.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=5UQzHaOG2uI
I'm not allowed to embed the video, but that's cool.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=5UQzHaOG2uI
I'm not allowed to embed the video, but that's cool.
Saturday, February 2, 2008
Naive
One of the few things I have left is my naivete. I love it. What frustrates me is when people try to take it away. For example, I'm all excited about tomorrow's rally. It made me feel good to get an email from Ms. Clinton's campaign asking me to RSVP and asking how many guests. I replied. I thought, heck, maybe the security won't be as terrible, or maybe we'll get slightly better seats for the rally.
The response I get from the people I told is, "Oh, no, it doesn't make a difference." You know, I know that, intellectually. But is it so hard to let me have that moment?
So, the question is, how much does it matter to be right?
The response I get from the people I told is, "Oh, no, it doesn't make a difference." You know, I know that, intellectually. But is it so hard to let me have that moment?
So, the question is, how much does it matter to be right?
Dear Hillary
Tomorrow I get to see the former president, Bill Clinton, in person. I am so excited! I expect to see a dynamic speaker who really makes all of us feel informed.
Just a few minutes ago, I checked my email and received one from Hillary Clinton's campaign. It asked that I provide a question for Ms. Clinton's town hall meeting. Below is my message:
Dear Hillary,
What can we do for the students out there who are overwhelmed by crippling debt? These students include more than just those who are receiving their undergraduate degrees. In fact, it seems that that higher level of education that we obtain, the higher our level of debt. Considering that our economy is changing, and evolving into a more service-style market, what will you do to help those of us who cannot get out of this student loan debt?
Sincerely,
Christine
Thoughts?
Just a few minutes ago, I checked my email and received one from Hillary Clinton's campaign. It asked that I provide a question for Ms. Clinton's town hall meeting. Below is my message:
Dear Hillary,
What can we do for the students out there who are overwhelmed by crippling debt? These students include more than just those who are receiving their undergraduate degrees. In fact, it seems that that higher level of education that we obtain, the higher our level of debt. Considering that our economy is changing, and evolving into a more service-style market, what will you do to help those of us who cannot get out of this student loan debt?
Sincerely,
Christine
Thoughts?
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