Booked an appointment at the Apple Store for 1:30 pm today. The Apple Store is in the Galleria Mall, which is in Cheektowaga, a suburb to the east of Buffalo. I live just to the north of Buffalo (about 50 feet from the town line, to be exact); to the west of Buffalo is Canada. So Cheektowaga isn't close, but it's not far-- 10-15 miles, at most.
On a local community board,
buffalo_dorks, someone had posted a notice that the Delaware Camera on Transit Rd. was hiring. That's on Transit north of Main but south of Sheridan, two streets that go through to my house-- Sheridan to my north, Main to the south. (Ish.)
So I figured what the hell. I had initially read the posting as being for Delaware Camera on Delaware Rd., which I could walk to-- which would be very handy. But I became enamored of the idea.
So far this year the whole idea of job-hunting has just filled me with dread. Every job posting I have seen has sounded dire. Everything I've applied for has sounded hopeless. Nothing is anything I can envision myself doing at all. It all just sounds miserable. But for some reason this job sounded both fun and plausible.
So I figured what the hell. ( more of my day )
If anyone knows where I can get silk/linen blends for cheapish-- even if I have to dye them myself, I'll be happy to-- then do let me know. Mmmm that stuff was gorgeous.
With any luck, I'll need a work wardrobe.
Of course, now I'm kicking myself because I said I had open availability but I've already booked a bunch of weekend events going forward. And I need, need, need at least a week off in August, preferably two or even three-- how the hell can I swing that? I don't know. But just not working until September isn't an option-- I did the math and I can't do it. Bumm-mmerr.
Oh well.
On a local community board,
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So I figured what the hell. I had initially read the posting as being for Delaware Camera on Delaware Rd., which I could walk to-- which would be very handy. But I became enamored of the idea.
So far this year the whole idea of job-hunting has just filled me with dread. Every job posting I have seen has sounded dire. Everything I've applied for has sounded hopeless. Nothing is anything I can envision myself doing at all. It all just sounds miserable. But for some reason this job sounded both fun and plausible.
So I figured what the hell. ( more of my day )
If anyone knows where I can get silk/linen blends for cheapish-- even if I have to dye them myself, I'll be happy to-- then do let me know. Mmmm that stuff was gorgeous.
With any luck, I'll need a work wardrobe.
Of course, now I'm kicking myself because I said I had open availability but I've already booked a bunch of weekend events going forward. And I need, need, need at least a week off in August, preferably two or even three-- how the hell can I swing that? I don't know. But just not working until September isn't an option-- I did the math and I can't do it. Bumm-mmerr.
Oh well.