I have a job!!
Okay, so it's selling textbooks at the university bookstore, but it's my first official "real" job ever. The month-long stint as a receptionist at my aunt's dental office doesn't count, since the pay was totally under the table. This one is temporary for about three weeks, but I'm free to go permanent if I want. Job security!
More importantly, however, I have what looks to be a phone interview, even though he never used those words, with the hiring manager for a medical writing position in Kansas City. It's at 3:30 EST. I could use all the spare job-ma there is, in addition to some slow-down-goddammit-ma. Maybe some don't-say-something-stupid-ma. If it goes well, I get to fly down there and fuck up a real interview.
Thanks again to dcp for making it all happen.
Requesting a little cardiac-ma for my mother who is waiting for a stress test this afternoon to determine if she needs an angiogram tomorrow.
Had a little pressure in her chest yesterday, so my folks spent the evening in the ER. Mom's a little more scared than she'd like to let on, because she lost her twin sister two years ago to cardiac complications.
Okay, I'm a little more scared than I'd like to let on, too...
I'm going to be completely dark for the next week, perhaps two, as I'm visiting family that doesn't even have a touch-tone phone, much less broadband.
Any spare organising-ma would be appreciated this week. Issues with funding and banks and colleges does not a calm Jars make. Thanks dudes.
It only took us 14 hours to get from New Orleans to Houston, we made it safely with all our critters healthy and complaining. I expect to be glued to the Weather Channel for a while...
It's official (at least according to our weekly rag), Mr. H's bar is
the place
to take people visiting Dallas. I think the last line of the article pretty much sums it up. [link]
We could use a big dose of health~ma and common~sense~ma for my MIL. After years of problems we finally hassled MIL enough to get her to get checked. She reluctantly agreed to a procedure to remove a polyp from her uterus for biopsy although we had argued with her to not waste time and just get rid of the bothersome parts. Well, the biopsy came back with a cancer diagnosis. The doctor wants to do a radical hysterectomy taking surrounding nodes and so forth due to the test results. MIL hadn’t seen her GYN in 30 YEARS and is now still fighting me saying she needs a second opinion. The kids are going to visit her tonight to explain to her that this is worth missing a few weeks work and that she needs to get to the fixin’ part now. I am very grateful that her doctor made her call someone from his office. (That was me) No doubt she just would have hid the whole thing from us otherwise.
So I guess I am asking for a dose of wisdom to help find the right words to talk her into taking care of this quickly, then a big wave of recovery~ma. Thanks.
Just to say I've been a wee bit dark, while up in Edinburgh (saw
Serenity
on the 24th)
but am now back in Egypt. Think 'puter access should be okay, but no idea what my workload will be like - if I'm going grey, it's just the new job confusion.
These words might look familiar:
I have what looks to be a phone interview, even though he never used those words, with the hiring manager for a medical writing position in Kansas City. It's at 9:30 PM EST. He's calling me from his hotel room, on a business trip. Which seems like a good sign to me, at least, that he would offer to do that. I could use all the spare job-ma there is, in addition to some slow-down-goddammit-ma. Maybe some don't-say-something-stupid-ma. If it goes well, I get to fly down there and fuck up a real interview.
Thanks again to dcp for making it all happen.
