And my luck just keeps getting better!

Okay, it really did for a little bit. Like a day. SO I got a job, but then the day I got the call back after the interview, Ruth blows a fuse in our apartment (by cooking corn improperly---she had it in the husk still, silk and all, and wrapped it in a wet paper towel and popped it in the microwave---who makes corn like that? That is like a personal insult to me, her roomate from NEBRASKA~the Cornhusker state!) Anyways, since I am like the boy of the apartment (doing all the repairs, painting, and moving everything-not to mention tying things down properly in a pickup), I went to find the fusebox and flip the breakers. The lights came back on but none of the outlets worked.

So no alarm clock or hair dryer or curling iron or clothes iron for Steph for my first day of work. All of which are important since my new job has me dressing like I'm going to a speech meet. (Yes, I am to wear suits and other fancy shmancy clothes everyday)So I suppose I should explain. I now work in the Sales Department for Best Western (the largest hotel chain in the world..seriously, they have one in practically EVERY country) and welcome/show around people from Bus Tours and Host Banquets and parties as well as sitting in my office in my nice suit answering phones and booking tours/banquets/parties into my little computer.

Sounds like fun yes?

Well, not really, but more fun than working in Housekeeping. Plus, I kinda like dressing up. It makes me feel like a grown up. Especially when I walk out of MY apartment to MY car in my suit, all alone out here in the big bad world. I miss Puerto Rico already. I think a certain group of graduates need to come visit me. Yes. That would be nice. I prefer that you only bring the promiscuous one if she promises to behave. Just because its a big city, doesn't necessarily mean "big money" ...if you know what I mean ;) (I kid, I kid, she can come too. She will be safe here, no one on our block even has a clothesline)