The way it is

Sometimes the world works in weird ways.

Before I re-entered the illustrious world of food and beverage I pretty much had a job to be a high school recruiter for a college in the bag. I think I would have been really good at it, and when I have tough days at work I kick myself for turning it down. Truthfully, the money wasn’t that great and they seemed kind of disorganized in general and I think this year has just been one big lesson in a lot of things.

At any rate, the first function I worked at the hotel was the graduation party for the very same college.

My interviewers were there; the same people I had just called the day before and told that I was no longer interested in their job. They were very amicable and wished me well.

That’s just the way it is.

And so, last weekend there were two Christmas parties going on simultaneously. In one room, a big PR firm, in the other- a trucking company.

I have always joked that if all else failed, I would become a truck driver. I like to drive, don’t mind being in a vehicle for long distances and frankly the idea of me as a trucker is priceless.

I joked to my bartenders that I had a lot of pressure on me that night. Not only was it my first night running the proverbial show kind of solo, but I also had 2 groups of people to impress. My career of choice lay behind one set of doors, and my plan B lay behind the other.

Monday morning I got my acceptance to PR school.

I guess that’s just the way it is.

~ by M. Hennigar on December 15, 2008.