One, Two, Three…..Can He Do Three?
So, I have been busting it the last couple weeks to find a second job and I am within reach of one, possibly two…
I applied at several places and heard back from a large big box home improvement store and a different pizza place than the one I had worked at several months back. I have gone through two interviews with the store and my third will be tomorrow with the store manager. It is your standard cashier position to make some extra money. I would leave work and travel 15-20 minutes farther away from my home to get there after work and then drive back about 40 minutes home at night and on the weekend.
The other possible position I found on craigslist.org, would be making pizzas, not delivering them. Delivery can be lucrative and while I enjoyed the position in college, I wasn’t making enough money at it to justify the wear and tear of my vehicle. I enjoy making pizzas at home and I hope that I can retain some of that joy if and when it becomes a job. The other bonus is that it is on the way home at night and it is within 15-20 minutes of my home. My only real concern of this place is that it is a new establishment. I mean NEW, in the past few months new and that scares me a bit. However, I did interview with them on Tuesday night at the dinner hour and they had me making pizzas that they were serving customers for my interview. It was busy then and in the course of 30 minutes I had made 4 pizzas while the other guy made a few as well. That was a good sign. I did well and they asked for my availability and a reference.
About getting the second job…..It’s odd because I know I need the position to get a bigger shovel for my debt snowball, but I don’t really want to do it and quite honestly who really wants to work a second job? Maybe it’s the fact that I now have two possible options for a second job in front of me and I keep telling myself to take both if offered and work your butt off. Then, I think of my family, the kids at ages 6, 4, 2, and I would literally being working ALL the time. No life.
The price I pay for being stupid.
December 4th, 2009 at 10:20 am
I don’t think you’re paying a stupid tax. The kids are pretty little right now so you have to really think of which keeps you up the most at night – the debt or the kids.
What gets me is that you’ve had to have 3 interviews for a place where normally one or two would suffice. Sheesh! Well, I gave up on the 2nd job prospect and just trying to chop away at my debt the best I can.
Cheers to you.