No longer a pauper

It is with great happiness and relief that I report of my newly found status as a kitchen hand at the hotel down the road from my house. Its a relief to know that money is now going to be trickling into my account and I get to choose my hours liberally. Now I can start saving the cash for another trip to the States perhaps, or maybe some other material pleasure? Only time will tell how it shall be spent. But 10 points for getting another thing off my list of "things to do" in such speedy fashion. Let me tell everyone the story.
I woke up this morning with some intention of reading the job section in the paper- but having woken and finding mum with the very job that I got circled, I later emailed my resume and assumed that I would not be hearing anything for some time. Alas, I was called that very afternoon only hours after I had emailed my resume' in. I do love technology in this account, giving me such a fast turn around time. To cut a long story short, I was told to come in at 7 and this was it. I was not sure what exactly I would be doing, I didnt even know that I had the job, but went in thinking I was going to be interviewed or something.
Not so. I was thrown in front of the dishwasher and put to work. Oh the noisy and chaotic thrum of a kitchen. Three hours later I was clearing up and handed the paperwork, and the option of choosing my hours.
Needless to say, this was a perfect gig for me. Choice of hours, good rates and proximity.
I am now a working man again, not a pauper of little means.