Froya wrote:
crystaltermination wrote:
Wine + internet does strange, usually bad things. However, I (eventually) woke up today with an email telling me to contact the store manager of a local charity shop I know. I'd only tipsily signed myself up for voluntary work in my area! I'm utterly terrified; being a retail assistant is a very hands on job that often includes a great deal of talking and eye contact. Nevertheless, I guess I must have had some kind of epiphany the previous evening, so challenge accepted. :/
Ha ha, yeah that's a bummer. Doesn't help with the "day after anxiety" I can imagine. Maybe it turns out to be a good thing, something you never would have dared to sign up for sober.
Somehow irony always finds it's way back to me.

Can't even begin to describe how hard I tried to get myself a job some years back, it was a never-ending cycle of walking around town carrying a sheaf of CVs for shop managers, phonecalls, emails and polite declines. The answer was apparently hiding in a bottle of Wolf Blass. Incidentally I've made a reply and am waiting back to hear from the charity. If they offer me a voluntary role I'm going to jump for it, and stuff all the anxiety into some dark place in my head until it's safe to let it out.
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On hiatus thanks to someone in real life breaching my privacy here, without my permission! May be back one day. +tips hat+