First of all, I'm horrified to tell you that my biggest little, who was only THREE YEARS OLD when this blog started ten years ago, had an interview for his first job today.
Has it really been ten years since I started this blog?
Has it really been ten years since Calen was a toddler??
Am I actually old enough for all these milestones?
Calen's bestie is moving away this summer and thus is relinquishing his newspaper route. The admins of the paper, Derek and Janet, were Calen's baseball coach and team manager last year. So of course, they asked for "Socks" by name when they found out they needed a new paper boy.
However, we had to go through the official interview process. When I asked Calen how to dress for an interview, he suggested a white button up, a suit jacket, black slacks and a tie. I said that might be a little intense for a paper boy position. Then he came downstairs in a turtleneck sweater, with a flannel (not a dressy button up, a thick flannel) OVER the sweater, AND a tie. Attempt number three, and he came down looking quite proper.
I got to sit in on the interview process with Janet and it was a hoot. Calen, in true early teenage form, was swinging around in the office chair, messing around with his pant legs, picking his nose. Janet asked him if he has ever made a mistake in his life before and he goes "Oh yes. I made a HUGE one yesterday and now I'm grounded for a week!"
And then during the post-game debrief, we had to discuss why oversharing is not necessarily a good thing during a job interview.
Side note: she also asked him if he has ever done chores, which at first he said no because he feels like his daily tasks aren't even chores. She asked oh do you feed your talk, take out the trash, and all that. And then it sparked him into this word vomit:
"Oh! Yesterday when I took the trash to the dumpster we were throwing an old printer away and I got to CHUCK it off the side of the hill and it SMASHED into a bunch of pieces that I had to clean up. But it was SICK."
Imagine if you will how I'm trying to keep silent in this interview, but also trying to pop my eyeballs in a form of secret communication to tell him to stop oversharing pleeeeeeease.
The good news is, Janet knows and LOVES Socks from baseball, had him sign a contract, and now you're looking at the newest paper boy for the Kodiak Daily Mirror newspaper.
How did we go from THIS - ten years ago this month in the blog -
To this?!
I mean I literally can't.
To celebrate his first job (his idea), we got Subway on the way home and then loaded up the car for another adventure.
Kodiak is a lot like the Pacific Northwest. If the weather is above 55 degrees and it's sunny, then we are calling into work, cancelling school, and doing something outside.
And that's what we did. Brad didn't go to work, we cancelled (half) of school, and went out to our second lake kayak adventure of the summer: Boy Scout Lake, which is basically a little pond that we drive by every.single.day on our way into town.
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| Boy Scout Lake |
It's also conveniently the parking lot to Boy Scout Beach, our favorite beach on island, so after we messed around on the lake we hiked down to the beach and played for the rest of the day.
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| Waiting for a good wave from the container ship (also known as our supply ship) for his little boat |
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