i got a new job!

(insert me throwing up my hands here, then doing a little booty dance) remember how forever ago i interviewed for a different job at my work? i'd kind of forgotten all about it, in that pushed-to-the-back-my-head sort of way. i knew they had interviewed a whole bunch of other people, and part of the way through the interviewing process they hired a new manager for that department and it sort of slowed everything way down, which is pretty much how everything works in my company. let's not forget it took eight months for me to go from temp status to real employee. then out of the blue today the new manager for our tech department shows up, i say "hi!" and go back to spacing out at my station. okay, i was playing this. i hear my name, and it's my boss saying "we need to talk to you." i kind of stare at him blankly, and he says again, "we need to talk to you, like back here in the office." before i know it they're telling me i got the job as the new assistant technician, and soon i'll go from being in the front of the store doing sales to being in the back taking apart phones.

dude! i am so happy. i'm going to get to take shit apart, i won't have to worry about being charming all the time and pleasant and think about quotas, i'll get to do hands-on, techno-crafty things instead. i'll make a little more hourly (but not as much as i did before becoming permanent), but no commission checks, however i will have a regular schedule with days off on the same days every week. i'll get to keep all my benefits, i'll get to work with the kids i already know and love, and if we get super busy i can eat and work at the same time. i'm happy. i feel like this job will suit me more and i'll get to learn things i can use later. i'm better at behind-the-scenes action, and i'll get to listen to music that doesn't come piped in through what i can only assume is the sewer because it relies heavily on jessica simpson and creed.

the move won't come for a few weeks because before i can move into the back room we need someone to take my place in the front, but my boss has already been looking for someone new and there's a girl he has in mind. yesterday i got a chance to meet her for a second, before i knew about any of this, and she seemed like she would fit in well at work. i hope she gets it soon so i can start taking shit apart and tinkering with stuff.

this job has to be one of the weirdest things i've ever undertaken. moving was strange and traumatic in its own special way, but this job and the fact that i've had it this long is amazing to me. i hate parts of it, and i love other things about it. in the beginning i kept doing it even when i went in every day wanting to quit, and you are talking to a girl who once went on her lunch break at a job and never went back. i do something i'm not very good at it, something i'm not even sure i want to be good at, but i do it. and what's more, i do indeed work harder to be better at it; not because i believe cell phones are the greatest things ever, but because at this point why the hell not? everything about this surprises me, being excited about this new opportunity is just another odd moment in a life i never thought i'd have. maybe i'm settling in. maybe i'm growing up. maybe this is just what i need to do now. i honestly don't know.