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I just sent off a CV, to a girl at my agency.

I went in there, and I talked to the guy, and he said that, he had been on holiday for two weeks.  He said also that things had been slow bc of the time of year that it is, and that things should pick up, going into the autumn.

We talked for a little bit, then he asked if I w like to see the girl; she came in and we talked.

All this time I had been building this thing up in my head, that he doesn’t want to help me.  Like that he had rejected me, just binned my application.  That’s the way I’m built, I always think something like that.

I am rly happy, now that Ik that he is gonna help me, and that he is serious.  Happy is the right word.  The thought of getting a job just makes me feel, like I say, happy.

Oh, I’m so glad I went in there.  This w a move.

In Other News

I w @ knit and natter; and I realised that I am gonna get the energy of when I w a kid.  It is almost here.  It may even be w|i me, when I come off my pills.

Ik that I have to start at the bottom.

Btw; I heard the girl talking, and this girl had gotten to section manager in just six months.  This is somewhere that values the employee.  I am right @ the right place.

I still have to wait like another day, until Insta, get back to me.  I wanna run the ad.  I think a budget of fifty quid w give me enough impressions to see whether I get a conversion.  I honestly feel like I am getting better value for money w Insta.

It’s funny, bc I never would have left Google, unless I had been subjected to hard sales, I feel.

Tbh, this is not my focus anymore; two reasons.  One is that, to get the energy I need, I must do the job that they give me at the agency.  Ik that energy flows from following it.

Second reason is that, w that energy, I w level up, and I w find it easier to run the business, and get sales.  The energy in and of itself is my goal, won’t say no to a ton of extra money tho.

I honestly feel that G w give me all my dreams; like just working part time and being so loaded.  I also feel that work w be something that I rly love; as much as the clubs that I go to.  I love it.

Yes, it’s scary af.  I have been out of work for over ten years, I am older, and it’s rly only faith that tells me that Ima still do it.  I’ve hit it out the park tho.  I w just socialise at work, and enjoy my life; hopefully not be too short of time to do the things I need, and be running around too much.

I also want to fw the people in my life, tho croquet doesn’t start up until next year.

This is the hard part to deal w; that I w be so much mentally healthier bc of working.  It’s hard bc I’m so scared.  Part of me doesn’t want to k, part of me thanks G.

I’ve got croquet tomorrow, the third from last, this year.  I feel sad already to be losing them all.  It sucks.

Ik this w be hard; losing my friends, and then having to start from fresh, at a new job.  It w so good while it lasted, my first ever foray into proper socialising.  It felt so good.  I feel I w only have the memory of it, to tell me that things w work out at work.  I w have to wait until I feel the way about them, as I feel towards my team.

I kinda said, I don’t wanna do warehouse, when she was out of the room.  I hope she doesn’t feel that I’m kinda trying to get out of it, I just felt like she wanted me to say, to be more assertive about w I w.  I c be wrong.

And the good thing is is that, I’m getting retail; the work that I rly want to do.  Yes, being in a shop, w be better than a supermarket, tho anything w do.  I c be just stacking shelves, tho Idk why they w turn down my till experience, and customer facing experience.  I’m also good w admin.

To Retail

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