One Step Closer


On Monday I received a welcome packet from the company I’m hoping to work for this summer as a camp host.

That’s a step in the right direction.

The welcome packet includes a lot of information about workers’ compensation rights so I’ll know what to do if I get hurt on the job. (I beseech the Universe to keep me safe and not to let me get hurt on the job. Angel friends, please protect me and keep me from getting hurt on the job. I will pay attention to what I’m doing and be careful, because getting hurt on the job could really wreck my plans.)

There’s also a W-4 to fill out, as well as a uniform order form on which I have to ‘fess up the measurements of my neck, sleeve length, hips, chest, waist, and inseam length. (I’ll just say here that I am NOT looking forward to wearing a uniform for this job. The uniform will be a shirt–probably short sleeve and probably with a collar–and pants, both probably hot nasty polyester and ill-fitting.) There’s also a release authorization in the packet. By signing it, I am apparently authorizing release of my information for a background check. (I’m pretty sure I’ve already signed and returned one of these.) Then there’s a “Notice/Disclosure of Intent to Obtain Consumer Report and/or Investigative Consumer Report.”

I suppose if they don’t like my credit report (and my credit report is not a pretty thing), they could still decide not to hire me. I just hope that if they decide not to hire me, they make that decision before I travel to BFE California. (Does anyone not know that “BFE” means “Bum Fuck Egypt”?)

I have started announcing to people that I plan to work in California this summer. I was trying to wait until I knew definitively, positively, for sure, but I decided this welcome packet was a good enough sign to start making announcements. If it ends up not working out, I’ll just tell people the job fell through at the last minute, which will be the truth.

About Blaize Sun

My name is Blaize Sun. Maybe that's the name my family gave me; maybe it's not. In any case, that's the name I'm using here and now. I've been a rubber tramp for nearly a decade.I like to see places I've never seen before, and I like to visit the places I love again and again. For most of my years on the road, my primary residence was my van. For almost half of the time I was a van dweller, I was going it alone. Now I have a little travel trailer parked in a small RV park in a small desert town. I also have a minivan to travel in. When it gets too hot for me in my desert, I get in my minivan and move up in elevation to find cooler temperatures or I house sit in town in a place with air conditioning I was a work camper in a remote National Forest recreation area on a mountain for four seasons. I was a camp host and parking lot attendant for two seasons and wrote a book about my experiences called Confessions of a Work Camper: Tales from the Woods. During the last two seasons as a work camper on that mountain, I was a clerk in a campground store. I'm also a house and pet sitter, and I pick up odd jobs when I can. I'm primarily a writer, but I also create beautiful little collages; hand make hemp jewelry and warm, colorful winter hats; and use my creative and artistic skills to decorate my life and brighten the lives of others. My goal (for my writing and my life) is to be real. I don't like fake, and I don't want to share fake. I want to share my authentic thoughts and feelings. I want to give others space and permission to share their authentic selves. Sometimes I think the best way to support others is to leave them alone and allow them to be. I am more than just a rubber tramp artist. I'm fat. I'm funny. I'm flawed. I try to be kind. I'm often grouchy. I am awed by the stars in the dark desert night. I hope my writing moves people. If my writing makes someone laugh or cry or feel angry or happy or troubled or comforted, I have done my job. If my writing makes someone think and question and try a little harder, I've done my job. If my writing opens a door for someone, changes a life, I have done my job well. I hope you enjoy my blog posts, my word and pictures, the work I've done to express myself in a way others will understand. I hope you appreciate the time and energy I put into each post. I hope you will click the like button each time you like what you have read. I hope you will share posts with the people in your life. I hope you'll leave a comment and share your authentic self with me and this blog's other readers. Thank you for reading.  A writer without readers is very sad indeed.

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