Angel: Is that what you think you are--a hero? Spike: Saved the world didn't I? Angel: Once. Talk to me after you've done it a couple more times.

'Destiny'


Spike's Bitches 37: You take the killing for granted.  

[NAFDA] Spike-centric discussion. Lusty, lewd (only occasionally crude), risqué (and frisqué), bawdy (Oh, lawdy!), flirty ('cuz we're purty), raunchy talk inside. Caveat lector.


JZ - Aug 30, 2007 12:47:01 pm PDT #3574 of 10001
See? I gave everybody here an opportunity to tell me what a bad person I am and nobody did, because I fuckin' rule.

Bleah and bleah.

Job #1, the one I really really wanted, is going with someone else. Job #2 seems to love me to bits, but it just makes my gut churn with dread. I like them all; I like the industry; one of the people I interviewed with is smart and bookish and kind and has a great laugh, and one reminds me of Tom Scola; even the potential asshole seems to be not so bad, just scatterbrained, difficult to pin down and rein in, and prone to "helping" his helpers by accidentally deleting important stuff from Outlook.

And yet, and yet, and yet. There's very little specific reason for me to feel so vomitty about it (the early start time is bad but negotiable; the company is now a tiny subdivision of a multinational giant, but still semi-independent; there's a lot of PowerPoint, which I'm not too familiar with, but I know I could get up to speed in like a week), but I just do. I had to stop myself at one point from jumping up and just fleeing. The other job, the one I'm not getting? Every time I thought about it, I got a fluttery Christmas Eve sort of feeling.

If they make me an offer and I turn it down, something else will come up, won't it? Or am I totally deluded and/or just tempting the universe to take a shit down the back of my neck?


Glamcookie - Aug 30, 2007 12:48:45 pm PDT #3575 of 10001
I know my own heart and understand my fellow man. But I am made unlike anyone I have ever met. I dare to say I am like no one in the whole world. - Anne Lister

Trust your intuition, JZ! Something better will come along.


Pix - Aug 30, 2007 12:48:46 pm PDT #3576 of 10001
The status is NOT quo.

Did I not say OMGsogorgeous about Robin's new home? I meant to!

Also YAY new home for the Miracleborns. May it be the turning point after a whole lot of really crappy badness. You guys deserve it.

Tons of job-keeping~ma to Kathy and Jilli.

The students came today for a half day of orientation. So nice to see them, but oh my gronklies was that exhausting. I've (of course) made myself a list of what I need to do tonight and this weekend. It scares me. Also? The tendons/muscles in my feet are reminding me vociferously that I have worn nothing but flip flops in months. Ow. On the up-side, I now have brand new matching desks in my classroom. Also, I found my missing posters. Yay!

I can't believe I have to actually teach tomorrow. I forget how!

ETA: Job~ma for you, JZ. I hope you figure out the vomity scariness and find the Best Job Evah.


Daisy Jane - Aug 30, 2007 12:54:02 pm PDT #3577 of 10001
"This bar smells like kerosene and stripper tears."

I agree with GC. Better to stick where you are and find something you'll love than go somewhere you might sorta like, and then something awesome opens up a month later.


Susan W. - Aug 30, 2007 12:59:21 pm PDT #3578 of 10001
Good Trouble and Righteous Fights

You're in a job now, right, JZ? If so, then I utterly agree with everything that's been posted so far. Trust your intuition. It sounds like what I went through with the job before this one, except that in my case I had a few more explicit red flags. I don't really regret taking that job, because I wasn't working and we needed me getting a paycheck again soonerest to keep us out of truly dire financial straits. But I was miserable, and I do regret how long it took me to find something better--sometimes I even wonder who in the universe I offended to deserve my 18 months there!

So, yeah. As long as you're in a reasonably stable and able-to-pay-the-bills situation now, trust your instincts. Absolutely trust your instincts.


Zenkitty - Aug 30, 2007 12:59:41 pm PDT #3579 of 10001
Every now and then, I think I might actually be a little odd.

Trust your gut, JZ!


Kathy A - Aug 30, 2007 1:03:13 pm PDT #3580 of 10001
We're very stretchy. - Connie Neil

Stepping out of Bitches Lurkdom to tell JZ to listen to her instincts. My soon-to-be-BIL didn't, and moved him and my sis from Vegas to LA for a job that didn't work out at all.

It did work out for him, though, but only because his old Vegas job decided after he left to recategorize the position, boosting the salary up $20K, and then when he contacted his old boss to see if they still had an opening if he wanted to come back, they fell all over themselves to get him back, even at the higher salary. But, that was pure luck for him, and he could easily have been left with a squirrely boss in LA and paranoid city HR people who made him sign his life away before letting him start work.

IOW, make sure you pay attention to what your gut's telling you.


JZ - Aug 30, 2007 1:19:52 pm PDT #3581 of 10001
See? I gave everybody here an opportunity to tell me what a bad person I am and nobody did, because I fuckin' rule.

Thanks so much for the validation and all the stories of woe and otherwise. I've just been emailing with the recruiter from Job #1 about why I didn't get it and what about it made me want it so badly, and she just emailed me with another interview for another company next Tuesday.

Breathing now.

Also, I'm feeling sloppy with love for the wisdom and experience of the hivemind.


vw bug - Aug 30, 2007 1:32:04 pm PDT #3582 of 10001
Mostly lurking...

JZ, I TOTALLY agree with what everyone else has said. Don't put yourself in a miserable position. Stay in the miserable position for a bit longer, and I know you're gonna find the perfect job soon. I just know it.


Scrappy - Aug 30, 2007 1:46:12 pm PDT #3583 of 10001
Life moves pretty fast. You don't stop and look around once in a while, you could miss it.

jz--trust your gut. I have great respect for it--not only does it belong to you, it produced Matilda!

ETA: wrong initials! Whoops!