Shhhhhhhhhhhhh. Don't tell anyone. I applied for a new job today.
It's not even that I am really interested in a new job. It's just... well, it was there. And it looked promising. And it had a real title (Editorial Assistant). And it's for a real company, so maybe there are medical AND dental benefits, sick time, and vacation/holidays. Of course, they might not give me Fridays off.
Could I live with that?
The posting asked for applicants to send in their salary requirements. I hate that. I danced around it (and I'm sure they know I was dancing) by stating that I wasn't married to any particular number with regards to salary, depending on what benefits were offered.
So, I applied. And if I don't hear back, well, I won't be too terribly disappointed. After all, I do like my Fridays off.
On the road of life, I'm one big accident. Sometimes the accident has already taken place, and other times it's just about to happen. Either way, my life is a bumpy ride to self discovery. And sleep.
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