Redheaded Jill

Part 1: Getting the Job

When I quit taking courses at a local college (because I learned my program was NOT accredited) I was desperate for work. Nothing was working out for me. I graduated a Christian school single. I dropped out of law school (a VERY expensive mistake) and felt like I was being bamboozled left and right.

I got work for six months as a paraprofessional in our small town elementary school, filling in for a friend who had major surgery. I decided it was about time I had a local bank account, so one evening I marched into the bank on the corner and said, “I need an account please!” Now, I had a friend in law school who was the kindest, most beautiful, lovely girl ever. She always asked people for their names and she REMEMBERED them, she was generous to a fault and she was smart as a whip.

I decided I wanted to live a happy life, so I was going to be like Aubrey. I walked into that bank and pretended that I was charming. I pretended that I was outgoing. I pretended that I did NOT waste my early 20s and that I was still going places in life.

The teller who helped me was amazing and I felt like we were kindred spirits. I remember walking out after opening the account and immediately going back inside to ask her name one more time. (I’d already forgotten!) And then I left.

A couple weeks later I received a message on facebook telling me there was a job opening at the bank. Well… I was about to lose my job at the school. (My friend was recovered from surgery.) And I needed work! It was an answered prayer.

I took the job and the first six months were great. The woman who hired me remains a dear friends and I still bank there.