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Mica
2007-03-01 20:05:13 UTC
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Oh good lord. They offered it to me. Or so it would seem based
on the email and vmail that HR left me at eight frigging o'clock
this morning. 'Fantastic news' can't really mean much else.
Shit shit shit shit shit.

This is the part where I realize that my ego is not actually
bigger than my desire for freedom. It's nice to be asked to the
dance, true, but it would have been nicer still to not be faced
with the task of making a 'responsible' decision. Worse yet, I
must now begin the tedious negotiation process. I have a few
demands of them, and I suppose my only hope at this point is that
said demands may be viewed as entirely insane at which point I
would feel justified in passing.

Is there some way I can feel justified in passing anyway? I fear
not. I do have another offer that would start up in June. But;
a bird in the hand. Besides which, I'm quite certain working for
that person would be just as bad as the situation I'm considering
now, so it's really a frying pan fire deal. And alas, the
reality is that I do need a stable job in the near-ish future.
Assuming R continues his sobriety and we stay together, it's
never been practical for me not to work. And assuming he does
not continue his sobriety and we do not stay together, it's even
more urgent for me to have a gig with which I can easily support
myself. The realization that I was not prepared to do that when
the shit hit the fan last year was the creepiest feeling ever
and one I'm damn well not feeling again. I'm sick to death of
drunk men and don't want another bar job, and while some
secretarial support position would be a lot less stressful the
mental sloth and living directly under boss thumb would drive me
nuts in about two months. I have considered taking the CBEST and
getting my teaching certification, but I've known enough
California teachers to know that that is strictly a greener grass
scenario. Good on paper, torturous in reality. I've also
considered going back to school to get a masters and do something
in psych, but deep down I know I'm not sufficiently motivated
scholastically.

No, as straight jobs go, this one wouldn't be all bad. Good
health insurance. Gym downstairs. Somewhat flexible hours. No
commute. Office with a view.

Feh.

Mica
b***@my-deja.com
2007-03-01 20:26:06 UTC
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No, as straight jobs go, this one wouldn't be all bad. Good
health insurance. Gym downstairs. Somewhat flexible hours. No
commute. Office with a view.
Good for you!

Visualizing the good witch of the north dubbing Dorothy at the end of
the movie.

B.
David bin Bedlam
2007-03-01 20:43:40 UTC
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No, as straight jobs go, this one wouldn't be all bad. Good
health insurance. Gym downstairs. Somewhat flexible hours. No
commute. Office with a view.
Good for you!
I must agree: from what I understand of jobs that doesn't sound too bad.
The "no commute" part sounds really good.

Maybe next winter you'll want a human houseplant? I have no need to make
your hubby feel jealous or threatened, I get my own check so I won't be a
fiscal drain, I'm good with dogs, and sometimes I do dishes!

Maybe if Layo casts the right spell I'll bring Bukvich with me, or at
at least just his head (which should amuse Cousin Desnos).


D.
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Mica
2007-03-01 22:02:13 UTC
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Post by Mica
No, as straight jobs go, this one wouldn't be all bad. Good
health insurance. Gym downstairs. Somewhat flexible hours. No
commute. Office with a view.
Good for you!
I must agree: from what I understand of jobs that doesn't sound too bad.
The "no commute" part sounds really good.
Well, I mean it's not working from home, so I guess there is
technically a commute. But it's only 15 minutes, with no traffic
at all.
Post by David bin Bedlam
Maybe next winter you'll want a human houseplant? I have no need to make
your hubby feel jealous or threatened, I get my own check so I won't be a
fiscal drain, I'm good with dogs, and sometimes I do dishes!
There is an outside possibility that I might be a homeowner by
then, which would mean more room to accommodate plants.
Post by David bin Bedlam
Maybe if Layo casts the right spell I'll bring Bukvich with me, or at
at least just his head (which should amuse Cousin Desnos).
Ok, what the hell happened to Layo anyway? I miss her posts.
Did her shrink convince her to ditch the group? Is she
participating in some kind of truce with Max where they've both
agreed to stay away? Inquiring minds want to know.

Mica
Sonnenblume
2007-03-01 22:19:22 UTC
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Ok, what the hell happened to Layo anyway?
Maybe she exploded.
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I miss her posts.
Not me.
Post by Mica
Did her shrink convince her to ditch the group?
GO SHRINK!
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Is she participating in some
kind of truce with Max where they've both agreed to stay away?
Truce of the grave, maybe. I figure there should be fallout in the
upper-atmosphere for years.
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Inquiring minds want to know.
You axed!

m, like magic
Mica
2007-03-01 21:57:54 UTC
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No, as straight jobs go, this one wouldn't be all bad. Good
health insurance. Gym downstairs. Somewhat flexible hours. No
commute. Office with a view.
Good for you!
The first negotiation conversation went well. The salary is
acceptable. Now they just have to do my bidding on vaca time and
first year signing goals and voila, I am back to being a
corporate drone.
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Visualizing the good witch of the north dubbing Dorothy at the end of
the movie.
You know, her name wasn't really Glinda. That was an MGM
bastardization. Her name was ... Tattypoo!

Mica
Epizoot Wilkins
2015-01-04 21:42:57 UTC
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Oh good lord. They offered it to me. Or so it would seem based
on the email and vmail that HR left me at eight frigging o'clock
this morning. 'Fantastic news' can't really mean much else.
Shit shit shit shit shit.
This is the part where I realize that my ego is not actually
bigger than my desire for freedom. It's nice to be asked to the
dance, true, but it would have been nicer still to not be faced
with the task of making a 'responsible' decision. Worse yet, I
must now begin the tedious negotiation process. I have a few
demands of them, and I suppose my only hope at this point is that
said demands may be viewed as entirely insane at which point I
would feel justified in passing.
Is there some way I can feel justified in passing anyway? I fear not.
I do have another offer that would start up in June. But; a bird in
the hand. Besides which, I'm quite certain working for that person
would be just as bad as the situation I'm considering now, so it's
really a frying pan fire deal. And alas, the reality is that I do need
a stable job in the near-ish future. Assuming R continues his sobriety
and we stay together, it's never been practical for me not to work.
And assuming he does not continue his sobriety and we do not stay
together, it's even more urgent for me to have a gig with which I can
easily support myself. The realization that I was not prepared to do
that when the shit hit the fan last year was the creepiest feeling
ever and one I'm damn well not feeling again. I'm sick to death of
drunk men and don't want another bar job, and while some secretarial
support position would be a lot less stressful the mental sloth and
living directly under boss thumb would drive me nuts in about two
months. I have considered taking the CBEST and getting my teaching
certification, but I've known enough California teachers to know that
that is strictly a greener grass scenario. Good on paper, torturous in
reality. I've also considered going back to school to get a masters
and do something in psych, but deep down I know I'm not sufficiently
motivated scholastically.
No, as straight jobs go, this one wouldn't be all bad. Good health
insurance. Gym downstairs. Somewhat flexible hours. No commute.
Office with a view.
Feh.
Mica
I absolutely LOVE Tanya Donelly.

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