I've got a JOB

[Guest guest]

Whew. I went into the busy, quaint little village of Rhinebeck

which is 5 miles from my apartment and talked to ladies in two

different shops about the job openings they had. One shop had

scheduling issues with me and the other had just filled the

position. I stood around and talked to the woman for a half hour

though....about how town was doing and where I'd been all year.

People were used to seeing me around as I worked in a shop there

last year and managed an antiques shop too. I had not planned on

giving her the whole saga. I figured if she knew all that I'd been

through this year, I would seem like a risk to hire. My car caught

fire on the Thruway Christmas night and we had to get out and run

from it.... little white Beetle that became a toasted

marshmallow...but we were safe at least. Then 's OCD went

horribly wrong and she ended up in a childrens psyche ward in

February after missing the whole month of January due to this. In

March she started a special program at BOCES and I started walking

like Huggy Bear on the old Starksy and Hutch show. All this time I

am not working of course. I had so many times that things almost got

shut off and the phone did for a day. I got on Medicaid and started

the Enbrel and ends up in the hospital AGAIN. Now I am

walking ok but know that I have to pace myself. I was not going to

tell anyone this. But she asked and since I did not have the job

anyway I let it rip. By the time I was through, she was saying " I

need to find at least one day a week for you to work. I asked her if

she was nuts. lol. Later that night I got an email from her saying

that said she needed me every Thur Fri and Sat if I was still

available and that she had wanted me to work for her for years and

hoped that the time was finally right. The moral of the

story....just be yourself. I got the job by letting her know that I

don't give up I guess. I'm not sure. I'm still confused. But I will

be able to make just enough to keep my Medicaid and pay my bills.

Crazy, huh? I think what I've learned this year will make me a

better employee. I should feel so scattered but I feel more complete

after surviving all of this mess. How is that possible? -Betz