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in my life, one of the (sad) truths of life has been that more weight is given to who you know than what you can actually do. I made friends with other bus drivers before I even applied to be a bus buddy at CU. I was hired at a grocery store mostly because I knew a long time employee. The best qualifications in the world don't help if you don't have someone to put in a word for you.

I felt like this was working against me while I tried to land the indexing job at WordCo. One of the elders and I shared a mutual friend. Beyond that I had nothing, no experience or clearly helpful training. I can type fast and accurately but that only goes so far. I tried to make up for this with enthusiasm for the work at hand but at first that just seemed to make the elders uncomfortable. I guess even they don't go so far as to say they're crazy for indexing. After a month, I was finally in an interview with them, usually a sign that you're home clear so long as you don't eff up. I spent a month after that wondering what went wrong that they chose to go with someone else. The only sticky thing was when they'd asked if I could commit to being with the company two years. I later found out this is an illegal question though I feel that refusing to answer it would be taken as a 'no I might be gone next weekend.'

The time commitment thing has come up more than once in my short life as a military wife. Yes yes everyone loves what our service members do for the nation but they aren't so thrilled to hire the spouses who clearly cannot say, without a doubt, they won't be going anywhere. What bugs me is it's not as if the rest of society has no travel bugs or floaters.

I lied and told him we were supposed to be stationed in Groton for a while. I told the truth when saying, but I can't say--anything can happen. At the time we still thought we'd be leaving for Japan in July; now that's changed. We'll probably be here til November now, which isn't so bad.

I'd been stewing about this missed job opportunity ever since. I'd been trying to get any other job I could find and started volunteering again, if only for something to do. The aforementioned mutual friend had a 70th bday grand gala where I ran into the elder. We chatted for a moment then parted. It was not two weeks after that when my phone rang. Imagine my surprise when a couple weeks ago my phone rings and the ID says 'WordCo.' (I really like to think the two are vaguely related.)

At the end of my rejection phone call, the president had said he'd like to keep me in mind for later in the year but I figured it was an effort to let me down easy. What a good feeling to find out it's true!

So I went to work on Friday and was told I'd probably take home a bit of simple work over the weekend, then do a half day on Monday. I worked 8 hours on Monday and Tuesday and another 6 on Thursday. They put me right to work doing some  indexing and I actually enjoyed doing it.

Yesterday the president called and offered me an official part time job. I worked very hard to not squeal at him, even when he said I had 'proven to be a very good worker and good at the basics of indexing which is, uh, really, all we do, so..' He talks in an amusing way. The pay is slightly less since I'm not freelancing but it's negligible. To think I might make enough to warrant filing taxes is fascinating.

I've never had such a well paying job. I've definitely never had a job I was so at ease with. That we're here later than planned actually works out quite well. We'll be moving around the same time probably that they'll stop needing extra help. Hopefully by then he will have given me a copy of the totally awesome and nerdy program they use and then I can go on to be a freelancer with some awesome prior experience.

Training starts next week. I guess after making me do a couple off the wall indexes, they'd like me to actually know how it all works? This makes me smile.