Today at four, I have a job interview for Valero. For the unfamiliar, it's a gas station/convenience store sort of deal. I've worked at my fair share of gas stations, so it's nothing I haven't done before. I wouldn't have the interview if it hadn't been for my friend (an employee of Valero) who informed me that the place was desperate for help. We'd be working at the same location and it's likely that we'll be on the same schedule, so I'll have moral support whenever I feel like twisting a customer's head from his/her neck.
I'm thrilled at the idea of making my own money again. It's been far too long since I've had my own job, a fact that has caused me deep depression. I hate to rely on anyone else, and this job would be my ticket out of such a situation.
I should go and prepare for the interview. I still have to dry my dress clothes, dye my hair, take a shower, do my makeup and hair, etc.
Keep your eyes peeled: the next time I blog, it may be about my spiffy new job. 
