Walk In Beauty

I must say Goodwill Industries is amazing.  I recalled that a friend of mine went through Goodwill to get a job a number of years ago and there is a career center 1 block from my house.
So, I got up this morning and dragged myself into the new "interview" clothes and took off on another adventure.
I filled out the paperwork and talked to a job "specialist" who is amazing.  She is straight forward and very helpful.   I am grateful she didn't mince any words and helped me realize what I am actually looking for. I really loved my job at the publishing firm.  I was a switchboard operator/receptionist and a damn good one.  If that company hadn't been sold off into a Corporate Maze, I would still be there.
Dispatching was a job and I was good at it, but it was so stressful sometimes, it took a long time to calm down and get to sleep.  It wasn't like the stress was really worth it.  No lives were saved, just people locking themselves out of their cars or putting the wrong keys in their ignitions....unfocused, scattered people who needed help and rarely understood that obnoxious, rude behavior was So unacceptable and yet I had to put up with it and so did my poor techs.  I will say there were real emergency calls now and then.  A baby locked in a car when its 90 outside will cause anyone's blood pressure to rise.  At least if you are dealing with life and death, like a 911 operator it would be worth the stress.  Of course, I don't want to deal with life and death on the job.  Doing it as a hobby is sufficient for me.
So the other adventure happened after I got home.
I had a call to return to a lady at the Dolphin Hotel in O'side.  Anyone who lives here knows what that place is like.  Most drunks check in there to die.  Apparently, she checked into it to die and changed her mind.  After 15 minutes of slurred conversation, I ascertained she drank a bottle of vodka a day and "just a little bit of Clonopin".  She was coming off everything, and hadn't been able to hold down food or water for 3 days.
So I called 911 and they picked her up.  She just called me back to tell me she was at the hospital and had to get off the phone to throw up in a basket.  Now that's my kind of hobby.  I will say a prayer for her and be grateful I am not in those kind of circumstances today.

Peace Y'all