my second job, that is. I work for a local chiropractor three days a week, 21 hours altogether. Or at least I'm *supposed* to. In reality, this past week for instance, I only worked on Monday, 6.5 hours. If he thinks the next day is going to be "too slow", he'll text me not to bother to come in. This is a problem, because HEY! it's my job and I need the money!
The doc is an EXCELLENT chiro, and I speak from experience, but as a businessman...he's an excellent chiro. *sigh*
He's been in business at that location for the past five years, and yet he still barely scrapes by every month. Since I finished cleaning up the mess that was his patient charts, etc., there hasn't really been much for me to do.
But there's light at the end of the tunnel, because the owner of a local (very popular) nail salon is renovating a room for me, ordering all necessary supplies, and should be ready for me to start seeing clients in about two weeks. Then I will regretfully (yet with a sigh of relief) bid farewell to my front desk job at the chiropractor's, and start building up my massage business. Which is as it should be.