April 12, 2010
I received a call from an office in Plymouth, informing me I was selected for the job and will start at the end of the month. Initially I was estatic--thanking the recruiter and assuring him I would fill out the required documents immediately. Then my mind began to race. I stared at a painting of an ancient greek metropolis on the walls, trying to identify what I was feeling. My two-year search for a decent full-time position, caught in the balance between Michigan and Florida, might be over--if only I can ride the wave of change.