So the search goes on. Experience is key to landing my dream job, and I'll get it from this place. I quit Dominos for this and I'm glad I did. Lately the drivers were getting threatened and the boss decided we weren't going to the trouble spots anymore. That pissed a lot of people off on my last day of work there. But I'm sorry, if one of the drivers was threatened with a gun and another was caught in the crossfire of two other idiots with guns then they aren't going back. Pizza delivery isn't worth someone's life. Especially since they never tip in that neighborhood anyway.
I have a few new prospects, all contractor jobs. I have accepted the fact that I will never get a regular F/T job without experience, so I may as well pay my dues and do what I have to do. But that won't stop me from applying. You never know.
What blog post would be complete without a baby update? He's growing like a weed. Over two feet tall now. And he's starting to scoot a little. We lay him down to bed in one position and usually by the next morning he's turned 90 degrees or has his head next to the top of the crib. And he's starting to laugh. And laughing at his laughs. Which makes daddy laugh, then he laughs at that. It's a crazy cycle. Wifey just looks at us like were crazy.
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