16 October 2007

Anagram Bookshop

This afternoon was the start of something good. Maybe great. Depends on the way you look at it. I went to one of only three english language bookstores here in Praha, and was wandering around not really looking for anything in particular. I am always looking for the next book to read, much like some men look for the next woman to marry or women with their next shoes to buy. But that is generalizing, and I hate doing that. So disregard that last statement. I was looking around, and Jamie was there across the aisle, and she looked up at me with a sly little smile and said, "Why don't you get a job here?" Which at that very moment I had just started thinking about that myself. Which is also strange in itself, because sometimes I swear she can read my mind, and vice versa, but then often times, it is the complete opposite. Such is a relationship.

I asked the guy working, an American, and he told me the manager was gone traveling and that he wouldn't be back until the end of the week, but that I might try the owner at his other bookshop, called Big Ben. I was standing in Anagram Bookshop. The guy liked to own English language bookshops it seemed. So I shrugged and wandered away with Jamie into the hoards of tourists passing by.

The next day (I know I started this post as if I was writing about today, but...I guess not). I found Big Ben, asked the man up front, and he directed me to the owner, sitting outside smoking a cigarette and sucking down a beer. What could be better? We got to talking, and he told me he was hiring for Anagram (I was glad, Big Ben was way too small anyway) and that I should come in tomorrow to the bookshop to have a meeting. He later called it a 'chat' which was funny, because I see 'chats' as more of a serious problems in a relationship sort of thing, but not so with this man. But he was cool. I came in the next day (today--when this post originally started) and we talked about my CV and work there and the general sort of interview/chat sorts that you talk about. It went really well. He seemed to like me, and offered me a job, which would be official once the manager of Anagram got off his holiday from hiking all over Spain (Christ, Spain!) on Monday. But he said it seemed like a sure thing.

Now here's where it all seems to go downhill. I've always wanted to work in a little independent bookshop, working, reading, doing whatever. And getting a job in such a short time is pretty impressive, especially in a foreign country. But it pays 75 CZK/hr. Which, for all you math wizzes out there, is 3.50 USD. Pretty impressive. I'm not sure if they have a minimum wage here in the country, but lemme tell you, this place wouldnt make the bar. Or at least, I would hope it wouldnt.

So I'm sort of interested to see what happens. I know that I could find a job at an English pub in the nights, to make sure my income was able to take care of all of my expenses. And then, there is the contact at Stillking Films that still has yet to show itself. So we shall see what becomes of all this. At least I have some time before I am officially a part of the bookshop.

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