This morning, after the younger two kiddos were dropped off at school, I was fiddling around on Workopolis and found a job that my daughter should apply for. The deadline was at 11:59PM this afternoon. So I woke her up and told her she had to climb out of bed and apply for this job (it’s for Westjet, being a “Guest Ambassador”. The person who helps you with your tags, assists with self check-in, helps people who are in wheelchairs or those who need assistance also, you clean the planes between flights. And, other various duties as required.) I can totally see her excelling at this job. She’s very good with people, personable and confident, not too shy. It would be a good, stable job!! It only took us 2.5 hours to figure out their on-line application forms. They were supposed to “auto-fill” the information from her uploaded resume, but came up with really wonky things. For instance, in the address section it said she’s from Belgium!! We literally finished the whole thing with seconds to spare. We were still filling things out when we received a four minute warning that the job posting was going to expire. Talk about cutting it close. We may have some poor or crappy answers, because we blew through the last few questions in about 45 seconds. Which, if you know me, is crazy fast!! So, I guess we just wait and see if they contact her. She also applied to work in her father’s field;  she applied to be a Pre-Board Screening Officer at the Edmonton Airport. It’s where my hubby started and worked his way up from in 11 or 12 years. He’s technically not working for the EIA anymore, since he’s the Lead Operations Manager for a bunch of the small airports in Alberta, Saskatchewan, Yellowknife  and Manitoba, among others. We had cursed and cussed at the stupid form for the Westjet application, well he funny thing is, when she started the screening officer application, it was the exact same form – lol!! We all had a good laugh over that! After we had cheered that we finally finished the first application, we had to do the same thing all over again! The second time around was much faster. Our daughter graduated from high school with French-immersion (that looks weird…did I spell it correctly?!) The airport prioritizes those who are bilingual and French-Immersion qualifies her as bilingual. My hubby said that they’ll put her at the top of the stack of resumes for that alone. So that’s a good thing. The not so good thing is hat it takes a few months of training and tests, as well as a security clearance, before she can actually work. That’s assuming she even gets the job. I guess we wait and see how it goes. The most frustrating part of her getting a job is that she doesn’t have her license yet and our small town doesn’t exactly have a bus system or anything. We’ll just have to drive her, I guess, until she gets her license. 

Well, didn’t I ramble on with all that. I have to get to bed. It’s almost 12:00AM and I’m so very sleepyZzzzt…goodnight ‼️😴

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