First Day of Work

Had my first day of work at Cafe Metro Catering. The actual delivery part was enjoyable, the warehouse time I was an extra body taking up space in what is already an over-crowded room. But I must not let myself talk myself into being unhappy here. I can already sense myself trying to convince myself that I am unhappy. I need to take more control of my life and swallow my pride, the most lose of confidence I occur from working is from my own talking my self down. If anything, I won't let myself psyche myself out. I instead need to see this as one step in the right the direction. The ultimate goal being autonomy, I will not let those who settle for lifetime roles of mediocrocy to bring me down by the small acts of needing to feel superior. I need to portray an aura of smallness, but in reality have larger plans for myself. Most importantly, never let myself settle for routine.

Tomorrow

Tomorrow I'm going to for my interview with planet fitness. I am a bit nervous, but this is because I really want this job at the gym.  This could be ideal, it is close and I love doing it. I also have a couple open calls on my calendar this week. I hope I do well enough and stay focused, that my hands don't sweat too much. I am not in the mood to focus right now. I hope this will be better tomorrow for my interview.

I got an Interview at Planet Fitness!

Whilst I was at a museum with an out of town friend I got a phone call concerning a job a job inquiry I had made through Craigslist. Planet Fitness, the gym I responded to from an ad called me back and I was able to schedule for Tuesday an appointment for an interview. In the hopes that it all goes well I hope to have and gone a razor before then. My roommate knocked mine into the toilet by accident and left me a five dollar bill as consideration.  I am excited about this possible gym position. I got a small thrill everyday I worked at gyms in Miami. Being the introvert that I am, I was able to engage people without putting my own sake out there. It gave me confidence to deal with people and boasted my self-esteem tremendously. I would jump at the chance to do it again. Lord knows I could use the morale boast.

I want to get back into working at Gyms!

Planet Fitness here in the BX is hiring again. I applied for their opening of a gym in Harlem, but like many online application situations, you apply and are unlikely to ever to hear from them again. I plan on calling the local Planet Fitness this time and then if I do not get the response I want I will go there in person. I made the promise to myself to find a job by the end of the month, if not, I will do as my mother wishes, which is most likely means to move back home. This means I have to be extremely diligent from here on to until the end of the month. I do not want to move back home. I will have to check the Workforce1 website frequently, and go to as many open houses as possible, but also, be willing to inquire places which are not actively advertising their need for employees. This can work to my favor, as it seems my undeniable lack of charm isn't winning over these middle aged hipster managers in Hell's Kitchen and other parts of NY that are hiring.
    Average, uncool, undercompensated need not apply. We much rather have someone who fills the role of the hip coterie I envision myself in, perhaps something like a magazine I've seen, than someone who simply works hard. If all your value isn't evident at first sight, we're not interested. Regardless if you are the possibly the best qualified candidate available, I came to New York seeing myself to strut myself like I always felt I should, to mingle with good-looking people and live the life of the in crowd, I don't see you as fulfilling that.

Hello World!

From this blog I will keep track of my misadventures of my attempts of trying to find a job here in New York City. So far it's been difficult but I hope that by writing about my problems will help me keep track of the possible ways in which I can improve my offers. The title itself comes from the train to which I use to get to Manhattan, where I'd prefer to work and where I'd most likely find a job. The act of reflecting, recording what I think on, I believe will be useful.