New in town September 2001, I got a job at Lautrec's Brasserie.
It was a good time. I was living upstairs across from Syd Harkin's pub. Syd's was the "local" for the people I'd met on my third night in town local for me in a literal, distinct way.
I'd gotten the apartment from an acquaintance of a coworker at Lautrec's. The place was a shithole, but it was mine, and I stayed in it for a year-and-a-quarter. Sometimes water came through a hole broken out of the kitchen ceiling.
After a while, a coworker got me a job at Moody Cool's, up on John Street where it's not now. After that folded into itself, I was out of work for a while. I pulled some Christmas trees. I was poor that winter.
I got a job at Heaton's, a small department store in the Market Cross Shopping Centre, in February of 2002. This was after the introduction of the euro fortunately. The transition would have been grueling at the cash register.