words I can’t spell

by Berck

I got a hand-addressed envelope today. Those are very rare these days, so I was rather surprised I got one. I don’t know the last time was I got a letter from someone. I guess it was when I was in Rome and e-mail was scarce. Sometimes I’d get real mail sooner.

Inside the envelope was a form letter inviting me to join an open house interview thing for a flight attendant job. I’ve applied to probably hundreds of jobs in the past few weeks. I’ve gotten all of ONE rejection, two automated responses and one “We’re considering you” form letter. This is the only interview I’ve gotten, even though it appears to just be a massive screening thing. I guess getting invited to the open house was the first step. I wonder if they’ll have any interest in me if I actually go. While I will unless I find a better job in the meantime.

I’m not sure how much I’d like working as a flight attendant, but at least it pays. Sort of. If I get hired I’ll have to go through a month of training during which “You will not be paid, but we will provide you with $20 per diem to help with food.” Gee. $20/day. And if I get hired, it’ll probably be a $15k/year job at best. Not terribly exciting, but you only have to work like 80 hours a week and get to to fly free. It’s with a Delta Connections, which means I’d get travel privelleges on Delta. Delta goes everywhere. Course, I’d have to make enough money to actually afford anything once I got there…

Anyway, it sounds like a job I might be able to do for awhile without killing someone or myself. We shall see. I somehow doubt anything will come of it. Just one of those feelings.

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