I’m Already Amazing, Thank You

Last year I ended a 23-year career in state government to pursue writing full-time.  With my husband’s encouragement and support, I am working on my first novel and writing every day.  It’s wonderful to do something you really love, and neither he nor I regrets the decision I made to quit.

In November, I wondered if we could continue to live comfortably on just his income, and thought perhaps I should work part-time, just to have a little extra money (in November, thoughts turn to higher heating bills and Christmas expenses).  So I contacted a colleague who runs a temporary-placement agency and told him I was looking for some part-time work.  In my previous life I investigated white-collar crimes (and still hold the credential of a Certified Fraud Examiner).  I found the work very fulfilling, especially when it led to the prosecution of a fraudster.  But because I want to concentrate on my writing, I requested work that would be less intense.  Two weeks later, he called me with a position.  After describing the company and the nature of the assignment, I confirmed that it was part-time work (the office was located about twenty minutes from home, but you know, in Rhode Island that’s like a cross-country trip).  Ah, he told me no, this was full-time work, so I declined.  Then he said he might have another position.  It wasn’t definite, and then, with a giggle (yes, he actually giggled), he said he wasn’t sure if I’d want to work there.  Engage radar.

“So, why did you laugh when you said that?” I asked.

“Um, well, it’s just that, coming from your background…”  and he asked me if I’d ever heard of a certain adult-entertainment chain of stores.

“I’m familiar with them, from the outside.”  More nervous laughter – from him, not me.  I waited.  He told me that the company did millions in business (no kidding) and that they really could use some help in human resources.  Not that I ever thought I’d be their pick for behind-the-sales-counter.  He asked me to think about it.

And I did think about it.  I thought about how I would tell my husband, my sisters, my father-in-law, my friends, my law-enforcement colleagues, my dear priest friend, how I could tell them all about my new part-time job.  Or would I be so ashamed that I wouldn’t tell anyone except my husband?  I may have spent a lot of years not loving some of the jobs I’ve held, but I’ve never ever been ashamed of them.

Look, I’m not saying they’re doing anything illegal.  The adult-entertainment industry rakes in over $12 billion a year (that was in 2007).  Porn is big business.  Some organizations have underworld ties.  Some, not all.

So it was a personal decision.  And this one was amazingly easy.

One thought on “I’m Already Amazing, Thank You

  1. You might have gotten some interesting stories by working there, but at least you got a fun story out of the job opportunity. Great title, by the way!

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