I’m a Contender
Working, not working, interviewing, not interviewing — trying to figure it all out is always a puzzle over here. So I said to myself, Self, this is not going to work. I know you had your heart set on this Getting the Career Going Again thing and all, but give up.
The time, sister, is not right.
So I called the nice man who sent me the nice letter, requesting that I apply for this job, and I gave my regrets. He said he understood, and he was awfully sorry. Then the next day I called back and said, Any chance I can change my mind on that? And he said he understood, and fit me right in.
The interview was this morning. I got there 15 minutes early, dressed all spiffy, checked in with the receptionist, who gave me a list of Five Extremely Tricky Questions. I spent the next 15 minutes writing and revising my answers. Then I waited. And waited some more.
The problem was… while the receptionist had my name on her list, the supervisors who were supposed to interview me did not have my name on their list. So they interviewed the person right before me and left me sitting. And sitting. And sitting. Until finally the receptionist, who was just a sweetie, said, “Oh! You’re still here!” and was nice enough to call up the supervisors.
Who had left for lunch.
So she fit me into a later slot, and told me to come back at 1. (My original appointment was for 11:30.)
Have you guessed it yet? It’s a government job. So I went and grabbed lunch, came back, nailed the interview, called the temp job (also a government job) to tell them sorry, I would not be in for the afternoon, picked up the kids and came home.
We filled up the wading pool. I hung out the laundry and felt content. I may have had a glass of pinot grigio. Knowing that week after next (fast, by government standards) I will know whether or not I have a brand new job. Wish me luck, would you?
“Rhodsie said, ‘Well, you’ve got the world by the tail now. You’re all healthy and Betty’s got a job with the Government. Government jobs are awful good for women. You get sick leave and annual leave and you can cash your checks anywhere.'”
— from “Anybody Can Do Anything”
Betty MacDonald
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Woohoo! Lots of luck to you! That would be an excellent job indeed, the fringe benes rock. :)
May 26th, 2007 | #
WackyMommy,
This is the exact type of blog we like to have on our site . I have added it and hope to see more postings from you in the future. Good luck with your job . I know from being a stay at home dad the first year of my sons life how difficult it can be at times. All the best to you .
Jeremiah R.
Founder ThePortlander.Com
Link :http://www.theportlander.com/s.....-Contender
May 26th, 2007 | #
Ambivilant, much? I have no doubt you rocked the interview. It might be good to sit yourself down with yourself and ask, do I want to do the stay at home thing or no? And let your selves duke it out. If you do go back to work, I think a nanny would be a good idea. An au pair maybe? Because you are much more than a daycare, and that’s why things go south at your house when you’re gone. You need a cleaner and cook and boo-boo kisser and story-listener and kid-walk-home-from-schooler. You need a wife!!
May 27th, 2007 | #
ambivalent? me?
May 27th, 2007 | #