January
This is great. No more grad school. No more articles to read or papers to write. I guess I should look for a job now, but at least I have all this extra student loan money to live off for the next couple months.
February
I'm already over writing cover letters and going to job interviews. When will this end?
March
Not any time soon, clearly. I guess I'll take this job at the most horrible after school program in the world. 5 hours a week at $10/hr is totally worth my time.
April
This is the dumbest after school program in the world. A third interview is a good sign, right? At least the weather is starting to get nice. Oh, and according to my calculations I'm going to be completely out of money in a month.
May
My calculations were correct, I'm out of money. Those $50 paychecks weren't really helping much anyway, but that job is over now. Because it makes sense to end an after school program a month before school ends. Guess I'll start temping.
June- August
(I have no idea how I survived these months.) I went home in June for my dad's birthday and realized I could never move back there, no matter how desperate I got. Temping at the convention center isn't so bad, I guess. But damn, it's hot out. Thank god my friend gave me an air conditioner. Thank god my friends bought me food and lent me money to pay my rent. Seriously... how did I make it through the summer? At the end of August I finally secured a steady job and ended the month with one last temp gig working for the Republican party.
September
I started my new job and quickly realized that they were paying me an offensively low wage, but that I was in no position to dispute it. When I got the call about the job I was so desperate I was seriously considering moving home with my mom.
October
My birthday happened and I felt loved. I still didn't have enough money.
November
I had a 60 day review at work and got the sense that my boss likes me (but still wished she would pay me like it). I got dumped. I got over it. I went home for Thanksgiving and it was nice.
December
I told myself I was going to seriously look for a second part time job. I didn't. I talked to my boss about remote possibilities of promotions far far in the future. I got sweet cards and gifts from families at work. I got to see most of my extended family for Christmas. It was nice. I celebrated the New Year in Philly with wonderful people who have become some of my best friends.
This is great. No more grad school. No more articles to read or papers to write. I guess I should look for a job now, but at least I have all this extra student loan money to live off for the next couple months.
February
I'm already over writing cover letters and going to job interviews. When will this end?
March
Not any time soon, clearly. I guess I'll take this job at the most horrible after school program in the world. 5 hours a week at $10/hr is totally worth my time.
April
This is the dumbest after school program in the world. A third interview is a good sign, right? At least the weather is starting to get nice. Oh, and according to my calculations I'm going to be completely out of money in a month.
May
My calculations were correct, I'm out of money. Those $50 paychecks weren't really helping much anyway, but that job is over now. Because it makes sense to end an after school program a month before school ends. Guess I'll start temping.
June- August
(I have no idea how I survived these months.) I went home in June for my dad's birthday and realized I could never move back there, no matter how desperate I got. Temping at the convention center isn't so bad, I guess. But damn, it's hot out. Thank god my friend gave me an air conditioner. Thank god my friends bought me food and lent me money to pay my rent. Seriously... how did I make it through the summer? At the end of August I finally secured a steady job and ended the month with one last temp gig working for the Republican party.
September
I started my new job and quickly realized that they were paying me an offensively low wage, but that I was in no position to dispute it. When I got the call about the job I was so desperate I was seriously considering moving home with my mom.
October
My birthday happened and I felt loved. I still didn't have enough money.
November
I had a 60 day review at work and got the sense that my boss likes me (but still wished she would pay me like it). I got dumped. I got over it. I went home for Thanksgiving and it was nice.
December
I told myself I was going to seriously look for a second part time job. I didn't. I talked to my boss about remote possibilities of promotions far far in the future. I got sweet cards and gifts from families at work. I got to see most of my extended family for Christmas. It was nice. I celebrated the New Year in Philly with wonderful people who have become some of my best friends.
