Believe me, Susan, btdtETA: I've gotten CG to start saying "nsm" now... funny, huh? I'm a little proud and a little bit feeling responsible for one of those three-eyed fish on the Simpsons, and also, my gosh, I type that a lot.
I wonder if I should be embarrassed, but, really, nsm.
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I'm feeling a bit conflicted about the work thing, too, Susan. Because I get these mailings about these new programs, right? But I know with my transit situation, that this office job, assuming I could get one at my typing speed, which, although picking up impressively for *me* talking to you lovely folks, is far from 60 wpm. If I got one, though, just getting there and home every day, would eat my life...I'd never get to do anything else again. But when I think I'm better off where I am, I feel incredibly guilty and ashamed, like I'm making the choice to be non-contributing and of course work sucks, and, you know... I really need to finish my book, and I can. Mom's okay with it, which is a sort of perverse "privilege", but I love it and I hate it.
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At some point, aren't they legally obligated to close? Sheesh.
My boss would most likely let me work from home if I asked him. He's nice like that. But, since I have no air conditioning at home at all (except in my bedroom) it's actually probably cooler here. That's not going to stop me from complaining about it one bit though!
That is surprising, Susan. Maybe they filled their quota of interviewable applicants before they got to the Ws.
That's really nifty that you can get that much information off the web site.
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and a bp on the head for people not interviewing susan.
Maybe they filled their quota of interviewable applicants before they got to the Ws.
Heh. Or, it's always possible they called Former Boss and she told them I wasn't a team player.
And that's the thing--I'm really not. It's not that I don't like people and don't want to cooperate. I'd just rather have my own area of responsibility and go off on my own to take care of it with a minimum of meetings and discussions. Which is one of the reasons development is such a bad field for me. They'd have committee meetings every day if you let them.
Or, it's always possible they called Former Boss and she told them I wasn't a team player.
I wouldn't think a place would bother to call references until after at least one interview.
It's cool that UW has that resume tracking system. Although I see how it would be hard not to obsess over it, it still seems better than just mailing your resume out into the great void.
Ellis was blunt and wasted no words. From a description of their exchange: 'Beck reflected and then said, to Ellis: "Everybody believes they're right. Why should we believe *you*?" Not missing a beat, Ellis replied, "I believe the probability exists that I'm wrong and they're right... but it's only a very low degree of probability." '
Ooooh. Yeaaaahhh. Not big with the social subtlety is our Albert. Which is why I like his stuff. Wouldn't necessarily want to have him over for dinner, but the no-b-s-y-ness of his approach can be a refreshing nudge out of therapeautic complacency a lot of people can fall into.
For some folks, it's comforting to stay in chaos and Albert just lends not quarter. It's as if he's challenging his clients with "You say you want to change. So change!"
His assurety, while annoying and seemingly self-serving (I don't think it ever really is) has a core of truth to it. If you can imagine a change, you can create that change.
Glad to know he's still kicking. (probably literally)
And in the interest of fair play, he comes off as a kitten compared to Fritz Perls.
Oh. My. God.
Every dish in my apartment is clean, except for the glass I'm drinking from right now. This is quite an accomplishment for me, and it hasn't happened in several months (please note that that does *not* mean that I just washed some dishes that have been dirty for several months...I just haven't completed the task for several months). I really was beginning to think this was never going to happen. But, I did it! And there are no pots/pans/stones on the stove. This is such an exciting moment for me.
t /boring life details
whoooo!!! clean dishes!
I had a similar epiphany on Friday, when I washed every dirty piece of laundry in the house except what I was wearing. I was tempted to go naked and finish the job, but I didn't.
I love that feeling, vw. I like to prolong it by ordering takeout that can be eaten straight from the container.