Kamron got a job offer - and not only one, but 2 in the same day!! He was thrilled at the first one (to finally be getting a job) but a few hours after accepting the job, he got a second offer. The second offer seemed better on all sides (Smaller company so less lay-off potential, better pay, potential for closer jobs, nice boss-guy that called him, etc). The problem came in having to call the other company back and tell them he got a better offer. Kamron was also worried about making sure what he was doing was the 'right choice'. It caused him a lot of stress and anxiety, but he finally called the first one back and nicely declined. The guy on the other end was rude, "we'll be putting this in your file". And he accepted the second one. So he now finally is back to work. This job he now works for (Zarbock Plumbing) has never laid anyone off in 20 something years... so that in itself is a comfort to me - here's hoping it stays that way - at least until I'm through school.
Now, with all that said, and him finally back to work, and knowing we'll finally have income again, I miss him. I get acccustomed to him being here - even if its for nothing more than adult conversation from time to time. I miss that. But I'm happy for him.
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