Chrisonomicon

Monday, March 11, 2002

"Assuming your background check comes back clean, I'd like to offer you a position," he said.

I stuttered a few seconds before exhaling an "Oh, great," as it's been about four years since I have heard those particular words directed at me. We finalized everything over the phone. Yes, I'd be there next week for training. Yes, I'm ready. Thank you.

Not that I need one, but a part-time, weekend job would make the current financial load easier to swallow, not to mention offer me a chance to make a few new acquaintances and walk off with some toys to boot; the new position is with a recreational equipment retailer.

It has slowly bled through the fibers of everyday life but the realization that I seem to have drifted towards the whole climbing-and-mountaineering bit really hit me hard this past weekend. I would have never anticipated any sort of interest in the area two years ago, but it has grown to a more-than-weekly activity.

I had this in mind when applying for the new job last week. Starting will almost be like starting a new chapter in my life since change hasn't come around these parts lately. It's thrilling, in a way, to know that there are so many other side-worlds such as this one, awaiting exploration.