I went in for a job interview today with Subway. Out of the blue yesterday I got a phone call from a gentleman named John who set up the interview. I was surprised, since I applied nearly two months ago and hadn't heard a peep. But the interview went well. No, it went more than well, it went spectacularly. I completely OWNED that interview.
It's not official, but I'm 99.8% sure that I have the job. John really liked me, we talked about my hopes of starting a pie shop, and how competitive restauranting is. He had me perform a test, separating colored golf tees into two bins as fast as possible. Apparently it's a pressure test to see how someone problem solves. After that we chatted about my experience with Starbucks and how I learned how to bust out a long line of people in no time. I don't think "slammed" in Rexburg is the same as "slammed" in Malibu, so I've got no worries about the impending lunch rushes.
Assuming all goes well and I 100% get this job, it's just another testament to me that the Lord watches out for me. He knows what's best for me, he'll make it work, even if I have to weather a few storms along the way.
Feeling so good today.