Gotta have a J O B

A major goal of this last semester in nursing school has been getting a job.

So back in February, like hundreds of other nursing students graduating in May, I wrote a resume, filled out on-line applications, collected letters of recommendation, and sent off transcripts. I was worried that I would have a hard time choosing which job to take. So I sat by the phone, waiting for the phone to start ringing off the hook.

It never did.

Apparently, unlike cats and bird poop, you cannot expect job opportunities to just fall into your lap.

So with some help from a friend and a little hustle, I got myself an interview. They offered, and I accepted the job the next day. On June second I will officially be a surgical intensive care unit nurse intern.

It’s exciting, terrifying, and amazing. The work I’ve done over the last three and a half years is finally paying off.