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What a strange, yet totally AWESOME weekend.
Friday, I had a nervous breakdown about my joblessness. Full out sobbing and just miserable. The GBMC office had promised to call by Friday if I was getting the job. If not they'll mail me something. No call=a very sad Teresa.
*sigh*
Saturday started out shitty. The local community college had a "Careers in Healthcare Fair." I figured Awesome, and headed over. It was more aimed at education than jobs, and indeed I had the lovely lady from Franklin Square Hospital Sneering at me that this was a "Career fair" not a Job Fair. They were looking for Nursing students and people y'know who could afford college. Bitch.
Then, we decided to head over to the Women's Expo for some fun and stuff. Not as big as the one I went to years ago. And sadly, less people offering free samples. *sniff* We went over to the metaphysical tables, and the smell promptly made me feel lightheaded and nauseous, so I went outside.
They had another building with food and books, which was much better smelling, and contained such awesome Self Published titles as "In Jesus' Name; Please Don't Touch Me There." We wandered that and then wondered what was upstairs. There had been something about empowering disabled women, and Jess had wanted to get a brochure for the students at work.
Upon heading up, we found a lovely group of women who were mostly in wheelchairs. It seemed like a private event, so we slid on the border so Jess could grab literature. Which was when the leader of the group WEAM (Women Embracing Abilities Now)rolled up to us, smiling. Her name is Janice, and we quickly realized that she was a steamroller in a wheelchair. Before we knew it, she had decided that we were plenty disabled for her, and told us to sit down and be queens for a day. Before we could blink, we were sitting at a table with a woman and her daughter, as well as our WEAM mentor Terri, who insisted on getting us drinks and food.
We had been chatting before I nearly barfed, about some of the exhibitors, and that we could make the soaps that were being offered, and the scented shea butter as well. She agreed with us, and made suggestions as to how we could sell it, etc. We decided against getting our hair done, or makeup, or nails polished, but we did get a nice rub with a percussion massager that was quite nice.
Then, we were trotted down for the group picture, and given volunteer escorts to carry our bags as we were sent to the women's show to be crowned with a tiara and a red sash, proclaiming us queens.
It was interesting, to say the least. And kind of fun, and stress relieving.
Sunday was another puppy run, this time with a yellow labradoodle, and a border collie mix. SO CUTE. No words for how cute. Then, shopping with the lovely![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
poisontaster followed by dinner with her and mona1347 Tiring, but so much fun!
Special thank yous go to the nice person who gave me two months of paid time, anddigitalwave for the cute little heart on my profile!
Friday, I had a nervous breakdown about my joblessness. Full out sobbing and just miserable. The GBMC office had promised to call by Friday if I was getting the job. If not they'll mail me something. No call=a very sad Teresa.
*sigh*
Saturday started out shitty. The local community college had a "Careers in Healthcare Fair." I figured Awesome, and headed over. It was more aimed at education than jobs, and indeed I had the lovely lady from Franklin Square Hospital Sneering at me that this was a "Career fair" not a Job Fair. They were looking for Nursing students and people y'know who could afford college. Bitch.
Then, we decided to head over to the Women's Expo for some fun and stuff. Not as big as the one I went to years ago. And sadly, less people offering free samples. *sniff* We went over to the metaphysical tables, and the smell promptly made me feel lightheaded and nauseous, so I went outside.
They had another building with food and books, which was much better smelling, and contained such awesome Self Published titles as "In Jesus' Name; Please Don't Touch Me There." We wandered that and then wondered what was upstairs. There had been something about empowering disabled women, and Jess had wanted to get a brochure for the students at work.
Upon heading up, we found a lovely group of women who were mostly in wheelchairs. It seemed like a private event, so we slid on the border so Jess could grab literature. Which was when the leader of the group WEAM (Women Embracing Abilities Now)rolled up to us, smiling. Her name is Janice, and we quickly realized that she was a steamroller in a wheelchair. Before we knew it, she had decided that we were plenty disabled for her, and told us to sit down and be queens for a day. Before we could blink, we were sitting at a table with a woman and her daughter, as well as our WEAM mentor Terri, who insisted on getting us drinks and food.
We had been chatting before I nearly barfed, about some of the exhibitors, and that we could make the soaps that were being offered, and the scented shea butter as well. She agreed with us, and made suggestions as to how we could sell it, etc. We decided against getting our hair done, or makeup, or nails polished, but we did get a nice rub with a percussion massager that was quite nice.
Then, we were trotted down for the group picture, and given volunteer escorts to carry our bags as we were sent to the women's show to be crowned with a tiara and a red sash, proclaiming us queens.
It was interesting, to say the least. And kind of fun, and stress relieving.
Sunday was another puppy run, this time with a yellow labradoodle, and a border collie mix. SO CUTE. No words for how cute. Then, shopping with the lovely
poisontaster followed by dinner with her and mona1347 Tiring, but so much fun!Special thank yous go to the nice person who gave me two months of paid time, and
digitalwave for the cute little heart on my profile!
