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Apr. 12th, 2009 12:36 amI have a new job.
Wait, let me back up. I started working at the aquarium four years ago this month because I had just graduated college and was feeling very lethargic about job hunting. Every other place I tried wasn't hiring people with my degree and the aquarium is only ten minutes away by car. I'd only planned to stay there until I found a "real" job. Four years later I have been instizootionalized - meaning I should go, I want to go, but I wouldn't survive on the outside. (Like Brookes in Shawshank, only with sharks.)
So now, I have a new job. At the aquarium. *hangs head in shame* But it's a different job, thank god, that pays a smidgen more. I'm an education coordinator now, which is a much more impressive title. Basically I'll be teaching the classes that come through, and working with the summer camp kids in July. It's part time so I'll have to supplement with a little exhibits work, but I'm excited. Yay new job!
On the subject of Ye Olden Job, I worked in admissions today and spent about eight hours outside greeting guests as they came up. Imagine my surprise to find I've gained about four shades of pink on my face, complete with marks from my glasses. I got a sunburn... in April. What the fuck, world? I haven't had a tan in over a year and now I have boiling-lobster-face. (Seriously, my Pale Pasty Whiteness was the stuff of legends.)
I think my nose and cheek are gonna peal - we've reached the shiny tight phase already. *sigh* This does not bode well for tomorrow.
Wait, let me back up. I started working at the aquarium four years ago this month because I had just graduated college and was feeling very lethargic about job hunting. Every other place I tried wasn't hiring people with my degree and the aquarium is only ten minutes away by car. I'd only planned to stay there until I found a "real" job. Four years later I have been instizootionalized - meaning I should go, I want to go, but I wouldn't survive on the outside. (Like Brookes in Shawshank, only with sharks.)
So now, I have a new job. At the aquarium. *hangs head in shame* But it's a different job, thank god, that pays a smidgen more. I'm an education coordinator now, which is a much more impressive title. Basically I'll be teaching the classes that come through, and working with the summer camp kids in July. It's part time so I'll have to supplement with a little exhibits work, but I'm excited. Yay new job!
On the subject of Ye Olden Job, I worked in admissions today and spent about eight hours outside greeting guests as they came up. Imagine my surprise to find I've gained about four shades of pink on my face, complete with marks from my glasses. I got a sunburn... in April. What the fuck, world? I haven't had a tan in over a year and now I have boiling-lobster-face. (Seriously, my Pale Pasty Whiteness was the stuff of legends.)
I think my nose and cheek are gonna peal - we've reached the shiny tight phase already. *sigh* This does not bode well for tomorrow.
