After tomorrow it's no turning back. I am going to accept a job as a product specialist that is 100% travel. I start in two weeks in Chicago where I will train for two weeks and then fly to the west coast and spend a month with Brian the guy I'm replacing to learn the ways of the road. I will then spend who knows how long zig-zagging all across the US trying to impress mechanics and store managers with my tool knowledge, a tool specialist. Who knew that I would spend hours filling my brain with tool knowledge. You know what my dad is getting for Christmas this year!! I keep telling people that I will be a glorified truck driver and laugh to myself. It is almost impossible for me to take anything too seriously. I am somewhat relieved that I will not spend my immediate post college time in a cube forced to listen to and converse with those around me on an almost constant basis. My office will be my truck and my hotel rooms. I just have to be careful not to let the hillbilly seep into my blood after spending five years of trying to detox myself. However this is just another step of proving my worthiness in a man's world. All my life, with all my guy friends, I have spent proving that I can 'hang'. This time it's hardcore. I am not looking forward to the 'sweethearts' and the 'enter cheesy cat call here' from, well from anyone. I am fortunate enough to have the mentally to not take shit from anyone and the skill to throw it back it their face when needed. This is just another job to add to my extensive list of random shit I've done in the past, but this time it's full time.

I started my new telemarketing job yesterday. I was afraid it was going to be as horrible as my last job but so far I was wrong. The working environment is much better. I have an actual desk with drawers and filing that I share with no one. There are five other people in the same room as me whom were very supportive today, my first day on the phones. I feel kinda bad because I have not mentioned my intentions to move to Chicago in the upcoming months. Oh well. I have two interviews in Chicago this Friday. One is based in Chicago and one is a nationwide sales job. If I get the nationwide job I will be able to fly back to cincy on most weekends, on the company tab. If I take the job in Chicago, I have to pay to come back. But if I am based in Chicago, I will be able to experience one city and be able to make friends. I don't know what I want yet, one city with friends or traveling the states and getting to experience many cities on the short term. I may not get offered either. I get to drive a rental car up there, paid for by one of the companies I'm interviewing with. Good thing I don't have to drive the truck, that would be torture.

Everytime I recieve a call about a potential job, I get a burst of excitement that someone might actually hire me. The strength of today's burst almost caused and internal explosion. I recieved a call for a national sales position that requires 100% travel with 100% expenses paid. Eventhough it was a contracted recruiter, he thought that I would be a great fit and told me to expect a second phone call later this afternoon, phase two. We talked a little about the potential of not being based out of one perticular city and he thought that since I am flexible as to where I fly on the weekends, it would be more cost effective for the company ex. fly to whatever city is cheaper at times. This is great for me because I have many options as to where I can go, Cincinnati, Chicago, Charlotte, Atlanta, Toledo just to name a few. This would also gurantee that I can get back to Ohio for events such as Steve's B-day show and Carrie's shower and wedding, not to mention holidays, and I would still be able to spend as many weekends as I want in Chicago. I am however looking foward to moving in with my sister Gina and she's not there on the weekends. We'll see how it goes, it was just one phone call.

Luckily I woke up by noon today. I had almost forgotten about the interview I had scheduled for 1:30 this afternoon. I made it just in time suprisingly considering I had to drive to Sharonville. The company is called Lead Source and it's another telemarketing job. Luckily i don't mind harassing unknown homeowners on a daily basis, and for somereason I'm actually good at it. It must be the socialite in me coming to surface. I know I'm still going to hate going to work but at least I'm not a waste of space anymore, and I'll have an income. I've been unemployeed for a weekend and I already hate how it feels. Since i have experience in the field, he hired me on the spot and I got a $2.50 per hour raise from my last job. When I got back to my house I decided to pack up some of my shit so I can get it all out of there before Friday. That gives me three days. I spent a few minutes talking to michelle trying to arrange closet space in her apartment for my clothes. Sounds like living out of my suitcase is my only option. Since I don't even have space in her house to keep my suitcase, I'm going to be living out of my non functional car since the truck has no secure storage other than the tiny cab. I know it sounds kinda sad but I don't mind so much. I'm sure I'll be carrying by backpack and my green box with me all over the place. It will be like when i was running around Europe, well kind of. no matter what, it will be interesting to see how things work out.

So far it's been my lucky day today. Someone wants to buy my car and Matt stopped by with a special treat for everyone. After switching loads of laundry I walked down to Ravine street to get some munchies and I picked up an Ohio lottery scratch off, an occasional impulse buy. For only getting $1 ticket i was happy to discover that I won $10. That may not seem like anything to some people but that will last me a couple of days as long as i don't have to put too much gas in the truck. Other than that my day has been fairly uneventful, so far. Steve is playing noise at the Comet tonight, which I haven't yet decided whether I'm going to be in attendence. I think Michelle is willing to go along just to see his set and we may get dinner sometime before or after. We'll see, hopefully it will be some good time no matter what we get into.

So yesterday i walked out on my job. My reasoning was in response to the new policies put in place to maximize the productivity of the marketing department and cut back on necessary costs. I say it's a way to screw employees out of deserved pay. Eith way, I didn't really want to go back to work anyway. The only question now is what to do next. I spent my free afternoon looking for a filler job in cincy when i could have been looking for a job in chicago. The deal is that I could move to Chicago with-in the next two weeks, if I wanted to. Part of me is saying that the pratical thing to do is to just go. Sell my car, take the money and use it to live while I find a job there. All this while my heart wants to stay in cincy a little longer meaning, as of now, the end of July. That is my deadline. I am excited about getting to move somewhere new but I don't want to walk away from a great guy I've come to care a lot about.

It's Wednesday afternoon and I have four hours until I have to be anywhere. I'm finally able to go back to work today with the help of a working vehicle. I haven't been there is something like two weeks. Yesterday I turned in my last college paper and went to my last lecture. Exciting yet boring. I think I spent most of the class exchanging text messages with my sister Michelle. After class I recieved a call from Purp, the crazy guy I've been friends with since I was in grade school. Him, Nate and Nick are working on a building in Milford and invited me to join them at the bar and then at their hotel to hang out. By the time I got there, they were wasted. I love those boys to death I know that they would do anything for me but damn they can drive me crazy. I felt really bad because I never told Nate of my plans to move to chicago. He found out from Bryan (Purp) but was upset that I did not tell him myself. They tried to talk me into moving back home and working for their new construction company. I'm so proud of them for starting a venture on their own. I didn't expect to hang out with for as long as I did but they didn't want to see me go. It's amazing that for being such tough guys how much their emotions come out after a few beers. The new guys on their crew told me all the good things my boys said about me before I arrived and my boys spent the last 20 minutes of my presence reminding me how much they love me and how they will always be there for me. It's a great feeling knowing that my oldest guy friends think so kindly of me. After leaving Milford I trucked over to fairfield to hang out with Steve and Jennifer. They were singing karokee at an empty bar in the middle of nowhere. It was nice because they got to sing every three songs or so. I love watching Steve sing, he's really good at it and he's really sexy behind a microphone.