Also, my job makes my wrists sore.

Yeah, so. About that. (The second goal, which should've possibly been the first goal because it comes first chronologically, but whatever.)

Originally I was thinking that, in the summer following graduation, I would continue working at the Metrodome, plus pick up a second job to work mornings/days. This way, I could have one last chance to be a "kid" before getting a real job, while still saving up an asston of money for an apartment or whatnot. If the opportunity to get an awesome real job came along right away after graduation, I'd consider taking it, but otherwise, it'd be one last summer of crappy customer service.

But then I was at work yesterday. I work with a 21-year-old girl who doesn't go to school (although she wants to go to dental school eventually) and works at Cold Stone full time (or, as close to full time as you can get with Cold Stone, which isn't anywhere near 40hrs/wk, especially this time of year). I worked with her yesterday. I found myself wondering how she gets to know all these customers and their "usual" orders, and then it hit me: she's at the store at least five days a week. One could almost say she lives there, in an odd metaphorical way. She's earning $6.something an hour, and has no room for advancement (unless the boss decides, for some dumb reason, to make her a supervisor, which still doesn't mean much in the end since the job is more about working together with everyone than who has status and seniority over whom).

Cold Stone is her life. I don't want it to be mine.

I keep envisioning myself working for MPR or something. It would be awesome to have a set salary instead of a shitty hourly wage. I would love to work forty hours a week, not twelve hours on the weekends. Hell, I don't even want weekends. Perhaps I'll keep working at the 'dome - and/or the Xcel, once baseball season is done - on weekends for a while, just to help save money. At least there's room for advancement there. If I do well enough as a stand manager, I can get promoted to a deck supervisor. I don't know if I want to be a deck, but still, the option's there.

But to deck or not to deck is beside the point for two reasons:
1) a position hasn't opened up and/or I haven't been offered the promotion
2) decks are typically expected to be at every game, which I won't have time for since I WILL be getting a real job after graduation!

Yes-sir-ree. Granted, this requires constructing a resume from scratch, and perhaps actually figuring out where the Career Services department is on campus, but I can do it.

New goals: complete resume - at least a draft - over spring break. Get it looked at/corrected in the following week. Start sending it out in April. Accept awesome, non-customer-service job offer in May. And begin knitting the wavy scarf tonight.