On Wednesday (Halloween), I had a job interview at the House of Hope in Provo. It is a women and children's home for mothers who are drug addicts learning to form bonds and appropriate attachments with their children. I was hired on as a Child Development specialist working with the children to help them develop social skills that will cause them to develop normally...mmm, sounds much better than shoe associate at Sears, doesn't it? Yeah, definately. I also worked Halloween night, which I thought would be a blast because they had trick-or-treating at the mall, but it was so lame. No one came to shop, and they only gave out candy upstairs so Cecilia and I were bored out of our minds.
Because of this new job I have, I had to drive to Salt Lake City to get some tests done. So, Friday morning, I drove up there, leaving early so I would make sure I made it on time. Of course, I got there way too early and had nothing to do so I walked to the McDonalds across the street to get a drink and use the bathroom. The bathroom situation should have been a red flag to me that I was in a not-so-safe kind of place. I had to have someone escort me to the bathroom because you couldn't get in without a token. I had never seen anything like that before, especially not at a McDonald's! So, I did my thing, got my drink, and started walking back to my car to wait for my appointment. As I approached the crosswalk, I heard a man yell "Hey! Do you have change for a dollar?" I looked over at him and responded with a no, because I didn't. "Well, do you have a dollar?" he said. "Nope, I'm sorry" I replied and I began walking quite briskly in the opposite direction. The man began screaming at me saying things like "I know you have a dollar! Just give me the dollar! Everyone's got a dollar with them!" He was following me during all of this, so I began walking faster. He started walking faster. I began running, and he started chasing me. I was running as fast as I could with this man behind me screaming at me and chasing me. Luckily, I got my keys out in time and got in my car and locked it. The man ran up to my car and started pounding on my windows insisting that I did have a dollar with me. By this time, I was bawling my eyes out and shaking like crazy as he tried to open my door and pound my window in. Luckily, there was a cop that saw the whole chase and came to my rescue. He grabbed the crazy man and threw him in his car. The cop asked me if I was okay, and I said I was, and then he took me into the building where my appointment was and explained to the receptionist what had happened. She gave me some free hot chocolate and I sat there safely in a big office, grateful for policemen.
I still have my internship to look foward to. We've completed our applications and we're both just waiting for our letters of recommendations to come so we can submit them. We recently found out that for me to count this as an internship for school, we have to stay there for 14ish weeks. This thought scared me at first, but after talking to Tony about it, 14 weeks is perfect. I'll have the language down and by the time I get over the culture shock, I'll still have a while to enjoy my time there. Learning Bulgarian with Tony is really fun, and I feel like I'm pretty good at it.
I'm so excited about this opportunity, even though my family doesn't really support the idea. Luckily everyone here LOVES it and wants to help us out, which is fantastic. Nobody can stop me from going. It won't make us poor, and if it does..well, we're poor now so it wouldn't make a difference. As far as our future family, we'll be just fine. We'll both get good jobs. Heck, I have a decent job now! Anyway, enough ranting. We're going to Bulgaria and that's that.
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