For one of the sketches, a person "eats" a cat at the very end, and this poor half-kitten half-cat is the victim. It's definitely a cushy job: I sit in a quiet room and putter around the internet, or blog, as is the case right now. Sometimes she'll come up to my typing hands and swat at them. I have a few cuts on them because of this, as she's not de-clawed. But she's a sweet soul and took a long luxurious nap in my lap between sketches. But enough about Weasley.
I want to talk to you all about what happened earlier this week.
About a month ago, I submitted my resumé to a place called Malawi's Pizza via Craigslist and wasn't sure if I'd hear back from them or not. More interviews with other places came and went and I completely forgot about my attempt at getting hired by this food place. When I got the call from one of the managers last Wednesday (I couldn't answer, so I actually heard a voice mail), I was a little hesitant to return the call. Malawi's was the only place I applied for that was food-related, and I wasn't too keen on returning to the food industry as it's not super profitable and can be a little thankless. But I called back, set up a time for an interview, and decided to see what was going to happen. This interview was interview #7 since the end of March, so I wasn't getting my hopes up. But I should also mention that this was interview #1 outside of BYU employment.
I went in for my interview on Monday (this past Monday, I should clarify), and it was one of the most rapid, right-down-to-business interviews I've ever had. I was in and out in 8 minutes, and they informed me that they would let me know either that evening or by Wednesday. I went home not super confident, but also not super disappointed because I'd dealt with rejection many times previous.
Fast-forward 1.5 hours. I get a phone call, and I answer, unsure of who was calling. It was the manager again. Turns out, they want me! They want me the very next day! Woah woah woah...too fast. I told them that the earliest I could work would be next week as the week was the last one where I'd be in school, and I had way too much on my plate. She said that would be fine. And so, as of right now, I am an employee of Malawi's Pizza!
What is my position, you ask? Well, I'll tell you. It's not really a serving position because you order your pizza at the front and then go sit down. I run the pizzas, pastas, salads out to the customers and then bus the tables when they're finished. If I'm lucky, I'll learn to be a cashier/person who takes the orders. The manager informed me at first that I shouldn't expect any more than 15-25 hours a week, but as of right now (I already have my schedule for the rest of June), I'm averaging about 33 hours a week. Holy moly! I'll be paid minimum wage (plus tips if any), but with that many hours, I'll still be making more than what I make at BYUB.
Which brings me to my next point: will I quit BYUB? No. Because Malawi's isn't a campus job, I can easily hold both positions, as long as I don't have conflicting hours.
And now to what in the world Malawi's Pizza is.
That's their pesto roasted chicken pizza. Mmmmm!
Their chicken pepper pasta.
Their apple and berry salad!
Peanut butter cup s'mores dessert pizza!!!
I've eaten at Malawi's once on a date with Ryan before we were married, and it was delicious! I didn't get a chance to have their dessert pizza, but believe me, I will before I stop working there.
I'm excited, if not slightly overwhelmed at working 30+ hours a week at a new job! But it's money, and it's good food, and a great cause!
Now, back to my other job/playing with the kitty.