Wednesday, June 16, 2010

A day in Lansing, Jessica style.

Everyone has the initial desire, when something bad happens, to crawl up in bed and beg "someone, please come take care of me". It is that moment when we need to stand up and say "I will take care of myself"; only then can we realize that we have people all around us who are actively looking for an opportunity to comfort or help us. As with anything worthwhile; we must make the first move towards our future.

It is Wednesday again, I guess I get around to writing every Wednesday… this wasn’t planned! I have more interesting news of my life for my now 2 followers! (Wow, I am getting hugely popular!) Well, yesterday was crazy, to say the least. On Tuesday I had my first day as an intern in Lansing, I am finally in politics. My first day mainly consisted of being shown how things work and where things are; I got a tour of the building (it looks like… a building), ate free lunch in the State Capitol building, and saw my soon-to-be desk area. During my first day there the State Rep I work for and his Chief of Staff asked if I’d like a paid position, I tried not to show how terribly relieved and excited I was (I assume I’m good at this because I’ve been told I’m “hard to read”), the Rep had to go see if he could get approval to pay me and I didn’t find out until the end of the day if they would let him – I found out just before I left that they could and would pay me for 20 hours a week at $10 per hour! I was so excited; I had to wait about 20 minutes (till I finally left the building and got to my car) to scream, but when I did, I screamed. You see, I went to see my mom Tuesday to talk to her; I have been trying so hard to be strong but I spent several hours just talking, and crying, to my mom because I was scared – scared that I wouldn’t find a job or couldn’t pay my rent. My mom had told me to relax, she helped me with my car payment for the month, and said to focus on my internship the next day and things would be fine. Ironic, just how right she was.

In my car in the parking garage I called and paid my car payment (already late), then I left to go home (long drive!), and was so happy. On my way home as I was merging from 496 to 127 a large white truck got behind me and neglected to pay attention to my brake lights, he then proceeded to ram his Silverado into the back of my 2002 Buick Century, causing me to hit the (also white) Colorado in front of me. I believe that somehow I hit the car in front of me more than once; it happened so quickly (I didn’t know he was going to hit me until he hit me) that I screamed, not really knowing what was happening. I walked away with a bruise and some painful whiplash (redundant?). As soon as we stopped moving I had 911 on the phone (before anyone had even gotten out of their cars), then before anything else I took pictures of everything (below). The guy in front of me was quite nice, he agreed that I was not to blame and we sat for a bit waiting for the police to come. I relaxed a bit, knowing it wasn’t my fault and that I would be ok, the guy behind me got a ticket and I was free to go. My car still drives (I drove home after) but is pretty dented. I found out today (after filing a claim with my insurance and relaxing because it would be taken care of) that my insurance ($200 a month with my 25 year old boyfriend on the policy - $400 if I’m alone, thank you) does not cover any damages to my car. I understand that I got the cheapest coverage possible, but really, can nothing work out? Sigh. It will be fine, but understandably, that was a very upsetting realization.
Pictures : (

 Back of my car - See the denting?
Now you see it better? 
 The guy that hit me... 
The front of my car 
 The inside of mine, I hit my leg and knocked this off... 

Well, Now here’s where I’m at, I am making ALMOST enough to cover my bills (this relaxes me a lot because I’m close); I now need to find a part-time job to cover the rest of my expenses (and possibly more). I have an interview tomorrow for the Caretel job in Linden; I know that there are a lot of applicants for this position, so I don’t know my chances, but I am hopeful (an interview is a good thing no matter what, this is the second interview I’ve had out of probably 200 applications, so yay). This would be a part time (weekend) job, but that is all I need now! I am not too keen on giving up all my weekends (I love going away for the weekend) but if that’s what I need to do to pay my rent, then by god I will give up my weekends. I’m considering (per the suggestions of my father and Jon) texting my ex-boss (whose kids I watched) and asking her if she hasn’t found anyone if she wants/needs me to watch the kids 2 days per week. I don’t know what her reaction will be; she let me go after all, but it is worth a shot. I’m trying to apply at stores and such, but sadly the internet connection here at Tim Hortons is somewhat lacking today (this is unusual).

Last night Mike (the boyfriend) took me to a Japanese Steak House for dinner (yum!) and we had a great time; the food was delicious!

Today my plans are; laundry (finally…), applying for a few jobs, and buying some business clothes (hopefully cheap…) for my new job!! Tomorrow is my interview and possibly some more errands and applying. I’m hoping to hear back from some of the jobs I’ve applied to soon also. After my day yesterday (crazy huh?) I am assured that anything can happen, and knowing that the possibilities are limitless… well, that is pretty inspiring.
Jessica 

2 comments:

  1. Wheeeee! I'm proud of you, my dear one woman with many dreams haha. I wonder how the business clothing shopping went, you shouldn't worry too much because you own more business clothes than any young person I know... with the exception of Zach maybe. At my work anything goes, so everyone's wearing everything from jeans to dressy jeans to dressy to like, ehh it's confusing. I feel like I'm a kid playing dress-up most of the time.

    But yay for parents giving nice advice. I'm at that horrible age where I'm starting to realize that most of my dislike towards my parents I've had is because I'm a rebellious teenager, and rebellious teenagers don't like authority figures.

    Oh and I looked at the Sunday paper this week and I saw a picture of Slezak and I got super excited and said "YAAAAAAY that's who Jessica's working for!"

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