Last weekend when my husband and I were working outside at the front of our house one of our neighbors came by and started talking with my husband.
The neighbor works for our cities bus company and he happened to mention that they were going to be hiring soon in a particular division and since it has to do with health care (this part of the bus division transports the handicapped) he thought my husband might be interested in the job.
It would certainly pay more than what my husband it making now .. oh and there would be great health and pension benefits too.
So my husband has been working on his resume and then going and talking with our neighbor .. polishing up the keywords that they think the bus company will be looking for etc.
Earlier tonight the neighbor came by to offer a few suggestions and he gave my husband a present – a box of cohiba cigars. Now my husband doesn’t really smoke cigars … but his brother does on occasion so I guess we can save them and then they can have a smoke together next time his brother comes down. Maybe they can celebrate my husbands new job together? Now that would be nice.
I love our neighborhood. The people are so nice. We all do favors for each other, give little gifts on special occasions or at Christmas etc. It’s a nice place to live. Now this neighborhood might actually help my husband get a better job. I love it.