front desk and baseball please
Tonight Becca and I had a good laugh . . . sometimes the way God works is incredibly hilarious! We've been praying about work situations, along with other topics, for each other since school got out. We seemed to have found some sort of favor with Him because He has sorta opened the Flood Gates for us- and now we're kinda dumbfounded as in what to do next . . . We're staring at too much work- the desire to say YES- and the inability to actually do so . . .
When I got home for the summer I quickly called The Alaska Club to let them know I was home. I found out that Rick had just moved on to a new company but Kyle had taken his place- leaving the Front Desk Manager position open. Along with this position was one at the East club in the Cafe. I obediently turned in resumes and said I was interested and took the 2-7 shift at the front desk. A few weeks later my General Manager, Gary, called to ask if I was interested in running my own club. I said sure- why not- and a week later I am now running the Muldoon Express. Sure, it's sorta far from home- but good friends from high school live on that side of town- so maybe we'll get to see each other more. And I'm getting trained in new areas of the club and building relationships with other employees; Jimmy is my Operations Manager and Mike is my General Manager.
I was pretty excited about this new job, and am currently enjoying it, until Kyle said he was excited for me but sad because he had hoped to give me his Front Desk Managers position . . . I'll admit I was a little upset. You see- I know his club, I've worked there for 5 years now. I know the employees, I know the members, I know the system. We work well together. It's close to home and the hours are a little more manageable . . . And now the Big Guys are "arguing" over where I should move/stay . . . and my co-workers are saying they want me, and I'm saying I want them . . .
And then today- while I was in training- Rick gave me a call. He wanted to say hi, see how school was, and offer me a job working with him at his new company- he'll even give me 14 an hour instead of the new 11.50 . . . *sigh* And Heather wants to know if I'll help with the Baseball games this summer- I could come right after work and make between 50 and 120 dollars a night . . . under the table . . .
Lord- I'm so very grateful that You are being faithful to answer our prayers. And I hate to ask for more- but now I need some wisdom. I don't know who to say yes to and who to say no to. And I know it shouldn't be about the money - but that's what this break from school IS all about . . . And I don't want to damage relationships with these managers that I really respect and I don't want to go back on my word - but I want to work where I will be the most happy . . .