Sunday, May 11, 2008
Big ones, too.
Like how to be a professional woman. How to be gracious. How to read. How to appreciate reading. To be politically active. To be good to people (something I strive for but to her comes so naturally). To give of herself.
I'll be calling her today, of course, and we'll be calling Mr. J's Mom (also a wonderful woman), and my sisters-in-law.
Thank you, Mom.
Saturday, May 10, 2008
A lazy, cloudy day. Reminds me of Joni Mitchell, so enjoy Both Sides Now.
In the meantime, I need to get some lunch.
Friday, May 09, 2008
Well, it might be.
I had the interview -- it was actually two interviews as there are two openings. I am quite sure I got the lower level of the two. The question is whether I got the higher level one.
The commute wasn't too awful but I can see how snow days would stink unless I went by train. I also learned that they'd let me go home and work via VPN client, or work at home, on occasion, when it gets mucky.
They were lovely people and I could definitely see myself working there. It's one of these situations where you bring order to chaos and I tend to thrive on stuff like that.
I have to go write my thank-you notes.
I'll hear next week.
Meanwhile, enjoy one of my favorite singer-songwriters, Joe Jackson.
Thursday, May 08, 2008
I had a very interesting phone call this morning. With an employer, of course. And while they are outside my commute zone the job is so good I will consider it.
The icing on the cake: I can take a commuter rail to the next town over, and they have a shuttle bus that would pick me up. I imagine they've run into this before, where someone in the Boston city limits balked at the commute.
The commute will still be kinda ugly but not as bad as I feared. I had been afraid I'd be driving every single day (which I hate), including in blizzards. Instead, here's how the commute would go:
1) 6:40 AM grab bus that stops in front of my house. Take it to the end of its line.
2) Grab trolley for 2 stops.
3) Grab 7:37 train and take it to the approved stop. It arrives at 8:22 AM. I assume they have an 8:30 pickup.
Since this is the first train of the day it'll probably be loaded with folks doing exactly what I'd be doing, but by the time I get on it's only the second stop. So chances of me getting a seat are very high. Plus I have 2 other decent bus-trolley-train options for before about 10 AM. The reason for there not being too many trains on the schedule is because this is the reverse commute.
Another option is occasionally working at home. So even in blizzards I could be home, and then otherwise just do the above. It's not perfect -- nearly two hours each way is a long time. But I suspect they'd give me a laptop or at least a Blackberry.
Why am I so confident about what they'd give me? Because, heh, there are 2 openings, they are dying to meet me and -- wait for it -- one of the openings is to be a Team Lead.
We'll see how it goes, and I am certainly not counting any chickens yet but to be a paid manager (I already manage a website, but that's on a volunteer basis) would be amazing.
The in-person interview is tomorrow at 10. I'll drive there as I don't want the stress of wondering about all of that transportation. I'll leave at something like 8:15 and bring stuff to read as I'd probably be early but it's good to have a huge time cushion for something like this.
I am excited and a tad nervous. My suit is ready, the car has gas and I have directions.
If I get the original #1 job, the one I interviewed for a few weeks ago, I'll still take it. But if they don't act before this place (hopefully) makes me an offer, I suspect I will find a way to make this work.
Aside from the commute, the whole thing is fabulous. It's the perfect match to my skill set. It's a job where you bring order to chaos (which I like to do). It would be management. The company is practically recession-proof and is regularly named as one of the best places to work in the state.
No chicken-counting allowed!
Wednesday, May 07, 2008
The strange conversation is between me and my PC. Or, rather, it's one-sided. Only I am doing the talking. If the PC was answering, well, you'd be justified in calling a mental health professional.
The conversation goes something like this:
Me: Where the HECK is my job search notes document?!?!?!? Where did you hide it?
Me: You deleted it?!?!?! You couldn't save it so you deleted it??!?!?!
Me: Vista stinks!
Me: I'm calling Bill Gates!
And on and on it goes.
Yes, I lost my notes page. I actually lost it twice, and think it was a combination of a bunch of things. The PC was having an issue with IE 7 and IE 7 had to close so that started it into the mode of -- stuff is wrong and things need to close. Then the zip disk I was using was possibly filling up too much (although if you look at Properties, it's only about 2/3 full). Plus I needed four upgrades to Word, upgrades that it had not cared about before.
I am a lot calmer now than I was about a half an hour ago. I have my notes redone and they're a lot sparer. I'm not missing anything crucial (I had a bunch of stuff on paper and in email). I have a new zip disk. I have a whole backup folder. All is basically well.
And, I'm being submitted to yet another place. This is a perm position, and looks very nice. It's in a brand-new building in downtown and everything. More details to follow if it goes anywhere.
Oh and today I had the layoff phone call with my agency. Not so bad, I got everything I wanted. They will pay me some severance, plus I won't have any impediments wherever I try to apply for work. I got everything I wanted from them -- except a new assignment.
And another thing -- despite my anger and frustration, I did not turn to food. I did, however, swear at my PC.
Bill, please forgive me.
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