I’ve talked about my job as a bookseller.  Well, I don’t work for that bookstore anymore.  For the last three years, I had a second job at a museum as well.  New York City is an expensive city to live in, especially if you don’t make a livable wage.  A couple of weeks ago, I got a new job at the museum that made it possible for me to have one job.  So what does this all mean.  Well, I’m no longer going to be surrounded by books all the time.  Also, means, I’m going to have to buy more books and use my library card more too.  I already miss that employee discount and check out program.  Oh well.  That’s life.  I’ll definitely miss working there and all the great people I worked with.

A little history for you.  Kate was the first one to work for the bookstore.  She started working there her senior year in high school.  When she started college, they were opening a branch in her college’s town so she transferred and worked there during her college years.  Our Mom would often visit her at work and one day the manager asked if she wanted a job.  At the time, I was planning on going on a class trip to Europe so Mom decided she would work a couple of hours, so she could give me some more spending money for Europe.  Little did she know, she would eventually be promoted and start working there full time.  After I graduated high school and I also got a job there.  So there was a time that Mom, Kate and I all worked at the same store at the same time.  People joked it was the Family bookstore.  Over the last 17 years, Kate has come and gone and is now only works during the Holidays.  I transferred to a store here in New York but Mom has stayed at the same store.  You could say she has come full circle because she is back to only part time.

It’s weird not working there because it has been a huge part of my adult life but also my family’s life too.  I guess it still is since Mom still works there and Kate does occasionally too but I’m happy with my new job. I’ve been wanting something different for a while now and the two job thing was killing me.  So thank you to all my coworkers over the years.  Many are my friends and will remain so.  And Books will always be apart of my life, even if it is no longer my vocation.