Yes, I said it. I am probably the worst adult ever. Never had to be one, then after college happened. No job lined up and no place to live. It's not like I was lazing around doing nothing, I just sucked at living life. Not only was there no after graduating dream job for me, there weren't even any psychology related jobs positions open (don't even get me started on communication related jobs, that was probably in the negatives). So I started my summer, like anyone would, clinging on to the internships I already had. Now, you may ask why didn't I just stay on? Well, there is this think called grants. Without grants, you don't have money. Without money, you can't afford to pay your employees. Lucky for me, the 2 internships I had did not have money to keep me past summer. So, that led to job hunting.
Now while I was job hunting, my lease was also ending. Normally, signing for a place is not a big deal in Davis, however Sacramento was another story. My boyfriend and I had been looking for a place all summer, and probably shedded out more than $50 worth of application fees just so the owners could pick a more "qualified" tenant. I call this a HUGE scam! If I remembered their names, I would list them. One of them was an agency too! So then, things hit the fan, and I couldn't cohabit with my boyfriend, but I was still without a place. To put it in perspective, up to a week before my lease ended, I still had not found a place to live.
Needless to say, I finally found a place to live 3 days before my lease ended. Yes, I know cutting it close! So found a place, but still needed a job after my internships ended. Did multiple interviews, and when I was extended an offer, I declined for a possible Junior Specialist position. Knowing my luck, I was not offered Junior Specialist position. So back to square one. Now you are also wondering, why I declined the first offer that I had. First off, it was 40 minutes away from Sacramento. Second, pay was above minimum wage, but only barely. Honestly, I was making more hourly at my internships than I would have been at this place. Thirdly, they could only guarantee my 24 hours a week, so it was basically a part-time, barely above minimum wage job. That definitely does not cover the bills.
As I was scrambling to find a job before my schedule terminations, fate decided to just put an obstacle in my way and break my bumper off of my car. Funny thing is, it just fell off. No, I did not run into a curb or an animal or a child. It just fell. So one extra bill to pay. Now before this turns into a big sad story, it all worked out in the end. The reason I tell this story is for the irony. The irony of all this is, my former roommate went through it all probably 2 weeks after it all happened to me. Yes, scrabbling to find a job, then scrabbling to find a place, then her bumper fell off her car (really). Needless to say, we make the worse adults ever. However, she got her life together pretty quickly as she now works for Genentech. Took me some time, but that happy story is for next time as it is still working itself out.
Until next time..
-Cindy
