Monday, July 21, 2008

*sigh* And the job hunt continues

Remember about a week and a half ago when I had good news that Miguel had two job offers? Well, this morning he went back to a second interview with the Air Specialties salesmen job. The job posting listed income as $27,000-$35,000 base pay, plus commission. So I took my calculator out, divided 27,000 by 12 (for 12 months in a year), divided that number by 4 (for weeks in a month), and divided that number by 40 (for hours worked per week), and I came up with around $14.00 per hour. So I figured they wouldn't offer him anything less than $13-$14.00 per hour. I was wrong. Maybe my math is flawed, or maybe they're job posting we incorrect, but they only offered him $10.00 per hour, which is not enough for us to live off of. Keep in mind, Miguel has a monthly child support payment that's more than our mortgage. (which is another load of bs that I won't go into right now)

And the other job offer he had? Well, the lady never called him back, and he's talked to a lot of people who have worked for that place before, and they all told him not to work there because they work you really hard and pay next to nothing. So it looks like that's not going to work out either.

So now he's driving around to all the refineries to see if he can get a decent paying job there. And if that doesn't work, I don't know what to do. We can't sell the house-- our mortgage payment is less than rent for a 2 bedroom apartment. I can't sell my car because I owe way more than it's worth. I can't get government assistance because my car is worth over $5,000. I'm already on the cheapest phone plan. The only expendable monthly bill I have is my internet, and that's only $20 a month.

I guess we need to be a little more creative. Maybe Miguel will have to go around the neighborhood when I get home from work and offer his services for cutting grass. Maybe I'll have to have a few bake sales. I don't know. Anyone have any ideas?

Oh, and Miguel's phone charger is now missing, so he's got his SIM card in my phone, which means I can't make any phone calls until he gets home. I would say no one can call me until he gets home, but it's not unheard of for my phone to go a week without an incoming call.

The girls are now crying in chorus, so I better go.

4 comments:

crazy lady said...

Ahhh man... that really stinks. Hopefully he'll have some luck at the refineries? He's going to have to be a little more aggressive if he';s going to find something I"m afraid. Something's got to work out here sometime eh? I'm pretty sure a bake sale isn't going to cut it though.
I'll be home today so give me a call once you get your phone back. Love you and those cute babies.

wallymom said...

That stinks so much to get your hopes up and have them dashed. Hang in there, things will work out. We'll keep our fingers crossed for you.

Lost Woman said...

Yeah, hitting the pavement on the job market sounds rough.
I can't do much from here, but for what it is worth you are in my prayers.

Martha said...

We are in the same boat with Paul finding a job that would pay good enough for us to live. I hope you guys find something soon. I am sorry to hear that, but know that things will work out the way it should for you. I will keep you in our prayers.