Saturday, July 21, 2012
A different recruiter called me about the same job that I blogged about last. Phone tag = unresolved. This one is a contracted recruiter with a 503 area code (OR). Strange.
More layoffs are being talked about, as if several people have been given that pink slip in the last week. But I try not to tune in to the rumor channel. Most of the time, it turns out to be true, but it saps the energy. Yesterday was the sendoff for my first boss at the company. Mary was a fabulous boss, a warm “mom” type. Everyone loves her! This one really, really hurts.
I have been mentoring 3 students this summer. Last week, I had the opportunity to encourage one of them to present herself with more confidence, (I know – me?!) and I showed her how her body language (clasped hands almost up to her throat) telegraph a lack of confidence. I told her a little of my background and encouraged her to join our Toastmaster club. This morning, I had a similar heart-to-heart with our second student. She started crying and unburdened a heavy heart. Afterwards, when she came to ask me a business question, she was far less nervous and projected confidence. As I told my boss last week, I appreciate the trust that the company has in me to allow me to all but manage these young women. I told him that I am finding this experience to be both humbling and exhilarating. During our heart-to-heart conversation, she told me that this internship is the first job where she has gotten support. The fact that I have complimented her analytic skills and told her to “trust her instincts” – those are things she has never heard. Sofia is a beautiful young woman with a beautiful mind and an entire life ahead of her. It was heart-breaking to hear her story. I shared a tiny bit of mine and told her that I wanted to encourage her because I did not want her to have to learn the same lessons I did the hard way, that, if I could help her through this, then what I went through was worth it. In my own life, because I have no family nearby and don’t make friends easily, I don’t often have the chance to be supportive and nurturing. Hey, now I sound like Mary, my former boss! I had no idea that being a mentor would give me so much!
Recently, SP changed some of the points. One of those changes was to increase the number of points one could earn commenting on member blogs. So I have been commenting on blogs of people in my teams, even though I don’t know them in the SP sense of the word. One person misunderstood what I said and my subsequent efforts to explain only made things worse. I feel badly. It’s almost the last straw as far as SP goes.
The bigger problem, literally, is me. I had a doctor appointment that was a follow-up on my ER visit. I had not met my doctor before. When my previous doctor transferred to a farther-away clinic, I had to select a new doctor. I like her! I actually had a list of questions and we talked about them (first time I have ever done that.) She offered a steroid shot for my bursitis (declined – too scary), we talked about my gall stones and she said all they would do is remove the gall bladder. (declined for now. All I have ever had is dental and orthopedic surgery, not interested in organ removal unless I MUST). Blood pressure low (normal for me), temp 98 something (high for me) and then there was the scale. I was not surprised, but I was very disappointed, to see that I have regained everything I lost over my entire SP journey. I have long since lost my Spark.