Finally..... a job!
Posted: Mon Dec 26, 2011 2:54 pm
...morning everyone...
I dreamed that I was looking for a job. I was walking down a sidewalk and saw a job opening at my local bank for a cleaning position. I walked into the bank taking the sign down until I applied for the job.
Then I am in the head office talking to the bank manager... Alex Baldwin. We are standing just inside the door. Talking face to face when my daughter appears in between us. She is on her hands and knees. She has straight long blond hair that is pulled back into a pony tail. (IRL I have no daughter).
Alex is not going to give me the job until he sees my daughter. He is in love with my daughter. He thinks that she is beautiful. When he realizes that she is my daughter he gives me the job.
I am thankful and begin to cry. As I leave he tells me that as long as I stay in the banks employ I will always have a job. Working at the bank is like having a big family and job security.
I leave the bank and turn to my left, walking down the sidewalk. I pass a bus letting two men off. They are laid back and easy going. They speak to me and I shed some tears..telling them that I just got a job at the age of 51 after 5 years of waiting. I wipe the tears away not wanting anyone to see. Then as I continue to pass by people I don't care if they see me cry. So as I shed a tear I just wipe it away. Until the next one falls..not caring if anyone notices or not.
Thank you.
I dreamed that I was looking for a job. I was walking down a sidewalk and saw a job opening at my local bank for a cleaning position. I walked into the bank taking the sign down until I applied for the job.
Then I am in the head office talking to the bank manager... Alex Baldwin. We are standing just inside the door. Talking face to face when my daughter appears in between us. She is on her hands and knees. She has straight long blond hair that is pulled back into a pony tail. (IRL I have no daughter).
Alex is not going to give me the job until he sees my daughter. He is in love with my daughter. He thinks that she is beautiful. When he realizes that she is my daughter he gives me the job.
I am thankful and begin to cry. As I leave he tells me that as long as I stay in the banks employ I will always have a job. Working at the bank is like having a big family and job security.
I leave the bank and turn to my left, walking down the sidewalk. I pass a bus letting two men off. They are laid back and easy going. They speak to me and I shed some tears..telling them that I just got a job at the age of 51 after 5 years of waiting. I wipe the tears away not wanting anyone to see. Then as I continue to pass by people I don't care if they see me cry. So as I shed a tear I just wipe it away. Until the next one falls..not caring if anyone notices or not.
Thank you.