working man, part deux

another day, another job

This morning I went for what I thought was going to be an interview for the other job I mentioned yesterday. As it turned out, today was my first day at that job.

Needless to say, I feel bad for simply telling the lumberyard that I was going to be late. After all, I thought it was only an interview. But by the time I found out that I was to start work today, it was already so late in the morning that I couldn't have afforded my room for tonight if I went back to finish out the day at the lumberyard.

Net result: $5 more for an eight-hour day than I would have earned in a 10-hour day at the lumberyard! To celebrate, I had the All-Star Special at Waffle House instead of taking a large bag of chips back to my motel room. If I am not so extravagant for the remainder of the week, I might not need to be homeless on Saturday and Sunday.