I got a jibby job!

Well, kinda. That's why I've not been updating. Been busy with finding work and stuff. On suggestion by one of the Canadian girls in my program, I dropped off my CV at a hostel a couple blocks away and got an interview on the spot. The girls working there seemed mega nice but I was already warned about the owner/boss by the Canadian girl. More about him another time. None the less, I did very well on the interview, mostly because I didn't even know I was being interviewed at first. The girl who interviewed me asked me to come in for two trial shifts the very next day (Wednesday and Thursday). With no prospects, of course I said yes.

It couldn't have come at a better time. This week had begun horribly and wasn't getting any better till I found the job. I was feeling kinda shitty the whole weekend. I had a sore throat that only seemed to get worse. I ignored it and trooped on and went to County Wicklow. To Glendalough. Jeez, I almost forgot that I also went to Howth. So yeah. I went to Howth on Saturday and Glendalough on Sunday. I need to not let so much time pass between writing or I'll forget everything. Anywho, wasn't feeling well but went out anyway. I'm glad I did. It was beautiful. See below for pics of Howth.







See pics of Glendalough below.










So, despite having an awesome Friday night with Trevor and my new BFF Carrie. See photographic evidence of the awesomeness below. We were literally hanging out the window of my hostel yelling at drunk people passing by. We were drunk too so I don't dare remember what we screamed to the drunken boys passing by.





I had a good weekend but Monday morning everything just came crashing down. My sore throat had gotten so bad my throat had literally closed up and it was so unbelievably painful to talk and even to swallow my own saliva. I had to go to the doctor. As sick as I get, as often as I get, I knew I needed anti-biotics. I have travel insurance but of course its the type that you pay and then send in a claim to get the amount paid back to you. So I basically shelled out 55 Euros to see a doctor and then 45 Euros for prescriptions. Not fun. Was absolutely miserable. By Tuesday morning, I was feeling a little better but still very discouraged at the fact that I still didn't have a job. Monday night was the first night since I've been here when I felt like I wanted to fucking pack my shit and go home. I was this close to booking a ticket home but was weak and sick so i couldn't go to McDonalds to use the wifi. I realized that I was mostly feeling like that cuz I was sick. But........
Thank god I got out and handed out my resume.... I mean CV. I still keep using American phrases for things. I went in to the bank today for change for work. I said to the lady, "I have 200 Euros in 20 dollar bills and I need 10 dollar bills, 5 dollar bills and 2 dollar coins." She looked at me funny and said, "Dollars?" Ooops. I mean "Euros!" Dollars, Euros...whatevs man! Just give 'em to me!