Standing at the precipice of change, staring out into the unknown future that is the reality most of the rest of human society lives. It is scary to be here today realizing that in two short days I start a real job in the proverbial real world, putting on the uniform of a working man, arranging my life and my schedule around the responsibility of having to GO TO WORK.
Sure the first thing I will notice is a lack of freedom...I like vegging out in my small apartment, or motivating out the door with my camera to go on a walk, sometimes short, sometimes one that goes on for hours as I wonder here and there around Nyack and it's surrounding areas...Hook Mountain, or under the Tappan Zee Bridge over to Piermont and back, always stopping at a coffee shop along the way for a break. The flip side of this is no longer having to figure out what I will do with wide swaths of time begging to be filled each and every day of the week.
Assuming that my wrists hold out, and that the pain is bearable I will be driving a airport limousine (a Lincoln Town Car actually), escorting people to and fro...I have to start in their Taxi division and work my way up, so shall see how that works out...the money has to be there, or the job will not work out for me. I cannot afford to be spending $20 a day heading over the bridge to the Westchester Airport on a fruitless endeavor. Spent a part of yesterday getting ready for this new adventure in gainful employment...going to work costs money. Spent almost $400 dotting my I's and crossing T's to be qualified for the job...who would think you need a background check, and need to be finger printed to drive a taxi? Yesterday I was out putting together my uniform (black slacks, black blazer, black shoes, black socks, white shirt, and of course a tie) which set me back another few hundred dollars, so guessing/hoping that my first week will recoup the costs to start work.
They have me working Friday-Sunday this week from 2 PM till around midnight. I am going to see if I can have Sundays off and pick up another night, preferably Wednesday, though Monday could work as well. I would consider picking up another night on occasion, but that depends on how good the money is...am thinking I might be willing to work 5 nights a week leading up into the Holidays, but would want to slide back into a normal 3/4 day week after January 1, 2015. We shall see.
In the meantime, trying to deal with the emotions of going back to work on this day as the rain falls just outside my door fitting my pensive mood.
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