I worked two shifts at the clothing store… and they asked me to go full-time! This is exciting because I have been out of work for about 13 months, however, it’s probably only for two months during the holiday season.
OMG my feet hurt. I have had problems with my flat feet since I was 12 years old and I put on 30 pounds US while I was unemployed. I think my weight is crushing my feet. I think I may have to resort to taking Codeine while I diet.
My shopping list for today: shoes with gel inserts, houseslippers, Epsom Salts, a foot bath, and Tylenol.
I earn US minimum wage of $7.25 an hour, which means I might bring home $200 a week. I am appalled that workers try to support their families on this wage. I don’t think it can be done, even in a two parent home with both parents working two part-time jobs. There is so much poverty in America and the media does not talk about it. American poverty surely is the elephant in the room.
I outright told the scheduling supervisor that I was Jewish and, therefore, my availability is: Sun, Mon, Tues, Wed, Thurs – whatever the store needs, Friday until 5pm, and Saturday after 530pm. Clearly, he has never met a Jew before like I have never met a farmer. I hope I can blend in because I need this job, and I like the job (apart from the pain).
I am cheating Hashem out of the last hour of Shabbat, which is when we pray in unison for peace… that the world should have no war, no hunger, and no sickness. I feel guilty, but I did assert myself to get Friday night off.
All in all, I would have to report that things have turned out so much better than I expected. I made a plan. I attacked it in small steps. My family attacked my wisdom and my plan. I succeeded anyhow… and now I have a full-time job. Time to get better shoes.