Ug, who’s keeping track anyway?!
We’re moving to Phoenix. Someday. Perhaps in the next decade. I am a patient-ish person. I can wait patiently if I have an answer. This special thing is happening on this certain date? Okay, I can wait. This special thing is happening…. oh, maybe today, or maybe next month? Nope, not patient.
The lovely big-box home improvement store that my hubby works for is driving me up the wall.
Them: We have a full time position available. Would you like it?
Us: Why yes we would.
Them: We’ll get back to you.
Us: Still have an opening?
Us: Hello? Is this thing on? Do you still have an opening?
Them: Oh, wait. It’s part time. Do you want part time?
Us: Ug. NO.
Them: Just kidding! We have full time. Do you want full time?
Us: YES! <announce to the world that we’re moving>
Them: Um, we need to talk to management.
Them: We only have part time. Do you want part time?
Imagine this times 3. We’re still waiting to hear back from one of the far, far away stores. And by far, far away I mean Mesa. The team in Mesa that suddenly has FOUR full time positions open. Uh, red flag? At least it is 100% confirmed that there is a full time position open. Now they just have to check and see if they can afford my hubby. Yep, afford him. Because we’re clearly rolling in the dough here. They’re hiring the newbies at $4 less than what he’s making right now. Are you stinking kidding me?!
Like I said before…. we’re moving. Someday.