holy cow!!!!

I might be wrong, I'll cry if I am, but I'm pretty sure, like pretty PRETTY sure I JUST GOT A NEW FUCKING JOB!!!!!

I want to shout it from the rooftops, but everyone I know is at work and so I haven't even been able to tell anyone yet. I GOT A NEW JOB.

I have worked at the bookstore for almost 5 years. That's four frickin Christmas seasons, five back-to-schools, two (or 3?) Harry Potters, 56 months of customer service HELL. I've been dying to get out, and so depressed these last few months because I haven't been able to find anything. I felt like I was doomed to customer service (in a MALL, no less) forever and ever.

But I had an interview today...for the most boring, monotonous job in the world (which, naturally, means it's PERFECT for my anti-social ass). Scanning legal documents for 8 hours a day, four days a week. Wooohoooo!

I say I'm "pretty sure" I got the job, because the woman who interviewed me just called me and asked if I could start on Thursday. I have to give AT LEAST one week notice to the bookstore, though, so she said to call her and let her know when I can start. So it sounds like I have it. But I'm still terrified that if I can't start for TWO more weeks, she'll say, "Nevermind, I have someone else who can start today! Good luck in life! *click*" God knows I'd just never show up to the store again if it guaranteed I had this job. But I'm not an asshole, and it's hard pretending I'm one....which means I'll give the store two weeks if they really need it. Which they do. Sigh.

Whatever. The thought that I will never have to work in a mall again brings an amount of pleasure humongous enough to stifle the nervousness.

Of course, however, this turns everything upside down. I don't think I'll be able to tutor anymore... My parents are visiting in a couple weeks and I'll now be at work most of their stay... I'll be home late and hardly see the boy anymore, except on weekends. I'll need to buy a bus pass... I'll also need to find my social security card and I have NO idea where that is. Grumble...

Whatever. No more fucking Christmas season shoppers!!!! YESSSSSSSSAAH!