First, Cary Anne:
Its not the first time I’ve been unemployed. I was unemployed just before and after Spencer and I got married, but it feels like such a bigger deal now then it was then, probably because Spencer is going to be unemployed at the same time I am and, in case you haven’t noticed, NOBODY is getting hired these days. Call us stupid, but we’re actually quitting our jobs in this economy and spending a boat load of money moving to a brand new city (that I’ve never even visited before in my entire life!) I feel like I should be scared. But I’m not, not really anyway. A few weeks ago I was absolutely terrified that we were doing this, but now I’m more excited than anything else.
I’ve been though four jobs in the past year. Some were good, some mediocre. I will definitely miss the people more than the jobs. The mall was brief and rather unreliable, but I had fun and discovered how much I would love to make clothes! The call center… well, it was a call center. I met some great people and didn’t always hate being on the phone, but it was just so…full of regulations (to put it kindly).
My favorite job of the past year was definitely working part time at the library. I LOVE the library. I read so much! Mainly when I was supposed to be shelving the books as opposed to browsing through them, but I managed to keep my browsing under control and actually get a decent number for books shelved in a night. I loved the people: always friendly, funny, and had GREAT book recommendations! There was always great conversation to be had, whether it was about routines and products for curly hair or defining the ‘science fiction’ genre or about physics (I would elaborate here, but I never really understood what was going on in these conversations, people who work at libraries are too smart). I had a great time every night and weekend I worked and will truly miss everybody at the Beaumont branch of LPL.
Now, me:
Yesterday, after 2 and half years, was my final day at Krispy Kreme. And it was bittersweet.
I took the job back in June of 2009 thinking it would probably just be a summer gig, but it quickly stretched into the longest stent I've ever worked in one place. What I think I liked most about the Double K is the people. Believe it or not, after graduating from a small Southern Baptist college in rural Kentucky, my friend base was not very diverse. (A lot of white bread in that crowd.) Working at Krispy Kreme, I've become friends with people of different ages, and races, and backgrounds, and Wing Feast on Sunday Afternoons (where a bunch of us from Krispy Kreme gather at Buffalo Wild Wings) has become one of the favorite parts of my week.
While working at a fast food joint can be extremely tiring and frustrating (which I've written about over on my comedy blog and even wrote a stand-up routine about), some of favorite memories are also from my time at the doughnut shop.
Over the past several months my manager, Clayton (the guy up in the boxes on the right), has been trying to scare me into staying. (Believe it or not, hard-working, reliable people aren't always easy to come by in the fast food business.) He keeps saying that Cary Anne and I won't be able to find work, that we'll end up on the street, and that he'll have to come save us when he takes his vacation in December. I think he's joking (for the most part), but it definitely is a real fear. I'm leaving steady work at KK and I even turning down an offer to come back to work at Geno's (a formal shop here in town that I worked at during prom season and loved) to move to Chicago. It's a big gamble, and hopefully it pays off.
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