OMGOMGOMGOMG!!!

This morning, I sent a cover letter and resume to apply for this job:

Currently seeking Clinical Internship Instructor to Manage student massage clinic in a Vocational School environment.

If you have a proven track record of meeting and exceeding goals, a strong drive to help others succeed, and if you can multi-task with exceptional customer service skills, we want to meet you. Ideal candidate will be a Certified Massage
Therapist with a minimum of 3 years experience working in the field. Previous
supervisory or management experience preferred!

Essential Duties include: Create, manage and supervise Clinical Internship staffing flow including student schedules and make-up schedules. Hire, train and counsel
Clinical Internship staff. Communicate clinic and/or student concerns to
appropriate management. Handle student and customer issues as they arise and
report to Director or Education Manager. Conduct Clinical Internship protocol
class. Create, instill and maintain an attitude of Complete Customer Service in
all clinic staff. Create, maintain and disseminate to the Campus Director and VP
of Clinical Internship a weekly statistical report of clinic activity as directed.

Scheduled Hours: The Clinical Internship operates every Saturday and Sunday and is open for 12 hours each day. This is where the majority of the scheduled hours will be spent. If you are interested in applying for this position, please be advised that weekends are required.

We offer a competitive salary commensurate with experience and excellent benefits to include medical, dental, life, vision, disability, paid vacation/ sick/
personal/ holiday time off, a matching 401(k) retirement plan.

Five minutes after sending the email, the lady called me to schedule an interview! She told me that she doesn't say this often but she was VERY impressed by my cover letter and wanted to give me mad props for that (she didn't say mad props. She meant it, though). Anyway, I'm interviewing on Monday at 11:00 and I am beside myself with anxiety and excitement. It's a pretty impressive-sounding job, management level and everything. She said we won't have a problem arguing about pay because it pays better than the $15/hr I was asking for. Also, I'd be off Tues, Wed, Thurs most weeks, which is fine by me. Working 12 hours every Sat and Sun kind of sucks but then I think about how I've been spending my weekends lately and realize I may as well be managing a massage clinic rather than watching another House marathon on USA. I'm not certain that I'm quite qualified for the position but I am a quick learner so as long as someone is training me, I should be fine.

The really cool thing is that I mentioned on my resume that I'm seeking a supervisory or teaching position at a massage school. She asked if I'd be interested in moving into a teaching position eventually and I said yeah except that I don't have a bachelor's. She said a degree is nice but she's more interested in experience and personality. So 10 years after dropping out of the music education program at CSU, I may still get a chance to be a teacher! Isn't that crazy?

Oh, and did I mention that this is at the Denver School of Massage Therapy, which is located across the street from Westminster Mall?? Hell, that's like the dead center of my 'comfort zone', 6 blocks from my mom's house and 6 blocks from Alex's house.

Happy, happy, HAPPY thoughts here people! I've wanted to work for a massage school since graduating so we REALLY want this to happen!