Friday, April 18, 2008
It's about love. Or at least platonic, interview-y-type love. And today I felt it. It was one of those magical days when you just say and do all the right things. I should bottle that.
It's a wonderful job, the one I interviewed for today. And I am certainly suited for it. Plus the people seem genuinely sweet -- one of them really reminded me of my mentor from a few jobs ago -- the commute is excellent, the money is unreal, you get the idea.
There are exactly two downsides to this job. One is that it's a temp position, and with a drastically shorter (three months) term than Choice #1 (2 1/2 years). The other one is that the benefits, including vacation time, are not as surreally amazing as those at Choice #1 (where they give you 4 weeks to start, plus the week of Xmas-New Year's is provided -- and paid for). But those quibbles only make Choice #1 better. They don't make Choice #2 bad. Nope, not one iota.
Next week, I should get some feedback. And I'll find out if the love is shared or if it's all one-sided on my part. Plus I have the Choice #1 interview. So it's not all done yet and the not-yet-on-Spark-People Lady has not yet sung. But she's warming up in the orchestra pit.
Oh and about the Tuesday interview -- where they're offering me crazy money but I don't really want the job? I called up this morning, told them I'm sorry, no, but I have to wait on Choice #1, so I've got to say no.
Well. The recruiter told me she was authorized to offer me an additional $3/hour. And asked me what it would take to get me to change my mind. So I said, of course, "Enough time so that I can interview with Choice #1 and find out if they want me." Sheesh, isn't that obvious, lady?
So she'll check. And the fun continues -- that one may very well still be on the table.
Thursday, April 17, 2008
I am going through the motions, which is the reason for today's musical selection. The fact that it's in French and weird just adds to the fun.
In any event, I had an interview and it went okay but the place was not where I want to be. Hence I ended up just withdrawing my candidacy. Perhaps not the swiftest move on my part, but I am, frankly, overwhelmed.
Now, about the remaining choices. There are six (!) of them.
Here's how they shake out.
1- face to face interview on Tues. 4/22. My dream job.
2 - face to face interview tomorrow. Not my dream but pretty wonderful nonetheless. Kickbun $$, etc.
3 - the place I interviewed on Tues. of this week, which has already made me an offer.
4 - a software company where everything's still in the talking stage, but it would be permanent and very fine cabbage.
5 - a company on the outer edge of my comfortable commuting zone, with $$ on the outer edge of my comfort zone. But it would be interesting work. I've already been through a phone screen with them.
6 - comparable $$ to 5 but still just in the talking stage.
I also have two phone calls I have to return tomorrow about what may end up being two more viable prospects.
In the meantime, I'm just doing the dance. A little bit of rhythm and a lotta soul.
Wednesday, April 16, 2008
Well, lots of things, actually.
Life is moving fast -- VERY fast -- for me right now. I was just offered the job I interviewed for yesterday. The money is insane. I have to tell them by Friday.
In the meantime, I have Choice1 on Tuesday. Now, I WANT Choice1. Very, very badly. But I am also mindful of the whole bird in the hand thing. Plus I have an interview tomorrow with a third place.
My head is swimming. How'd I get to be so in demand?
Tuesday, April 15, 2008
I had this song in my head all day long, even when I went on my job interview. I didn't want the job, and the interview didn't change my mind. The people I talked to were pleasant enough but they essentially want a hired gun for the next few months and then after that I could really be sunk in terms of the job market. No, thank you.
Plus I think I may not really be qualified for it. And that's not a lack of self-esteem talking (despite today's musical selection). Rather, it's reality. If I haven't done x, y and z then there's no shame in admitting that.
But I do want to report that I felt better in this interview than I normally do. It was even a little tricky as I could tell I was not really up to snuff, but I did not lose my cool and kept pulling the conversation over to where I have something good I can say about myself. All good skills for Choice1 which is in a week.
Oh yeah and the pantsuit I wore to the interview? It's dragging on the ground even though I'm wearing heels, it's so HUGE on me! I will gladly, and with reverence, pitch it once I get a new job. That will almost be as satisfying as actually getting a new job: the purging of the cheap dark grey double-breasted pantsuit. I look forward to both activities.
Monday, April 14, 2008
I have perfected time travel.
It's true! I really have!
Okay, well, I'm not visiting the Roman Empire or anything, or hobnobbing with Eleanor Roosevelt, or bouncing a little baby Genghis Khan on my knee.
Rather, I'm back to an old weight. How old? Five years.
It's been five years since I was 307. And now I am again. And I've gotta say, it feels a lot like I am five years younger. Actually, I take that back -- try ten. Because at 307 in 2003, I didn't feel as good as I do right now.
Exercising has definitely helped with that. This morning, I went to my dentist, which is a trip that (if you don't drive from my home) involves taking a bus and then walking, partly uphill, right near the back entrance to Fenway Park. It took me 10 minutes. While that is not remarkable in and of itself, it's mondo cool because it used to take me -- no exagerration -- 45.
I have made my second goal. I have over 10% of my original weight gone for good. I'm wearing regular (nonstretch) jeans that I can put on and take off without having to unbutton/unzip them. I have lost about 3+ inches overall.
Oh and Choice1 called; they want to interview me next week.
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