I've continued to fill out application after application after application. By Monday, reasoning that any income coming in was better than NO income, I started applying for retail jobs. Petco. Christmas Tree Shops. Tractor Supply. Dollar Tree. This afternoon, I stopped by a local construction outfit and filled out an application for a paving flagger, reasoning that at the very least I'd have a good tan by the end of the summer. I printed out a ton of resumes in anticipation of a job fair coming up this Friday.
You know what comes next, right? Today, I received a job offer. It's the job I interviewed for last Wednesday - the interview that lasted for an hour and a half. I joked with friends afterward about having just been a part of the Spanish Inquisition, but the grueling process paid off - I got the job! Good benefits, PENSION PLAN, and working with good people in a fully staffed office. No nights, no weekends, no holidays, no working alone, and no walk-ins. Hallelujah! Pending a successful background check, etc., which I just sailed through with flying colors at that OTHER company (ahem), I should be back to work in a few weeks.
And I don't feel too freaking shabby right now. A person of my age, trying to break into a new technical field, receiving TWO job offers in six weeks? F*CK YEAH.
I got a job! Give me my medal. :)