In '84-'85, I applied early to 1, got in, and my inherent laziness kicked in.
But I think the standard was that you applied where you really wanted to go early, and then had a few back-ups just in case. It couldn't have been too many because acceptances were announced at lunch in front of the whole school.
I think most people I knew (graduated HS in 95) applied to less than ten, but five or more. Unless they were doing early decision.
If you're at the low end of the scale that means you've got room to move up when it comes to raises.
Mmm, but I find that usually I'm not getting huge "oh, you do this job so well here's a 10% raise!" kind of raises. More yearly 3% cost of living type things. Maybe up to 5%. And I figure if I start higher (would still be in the middle of the range), those 5% are more!!
Just got a call from the contract recruiter there, who has been bizarre and somewhat incompetent through the whole process, and put the bug in his ear that I'd like more, so we'll see. Will likely still have to do the negotiating, but they wouldn't be surprised, then!
Susan, is it true there's no state income tax? Do you end up paying awfully in other parts of life to make up for that, or what?
It couldn't have been too many because acceptances were announced at lunch in front of the whole school.
How did the school know who got accepted where? Were they just passing on the info that they got from the students? Because that would be a huge invasion of privacy if they were just announcing them willy-nilly.
Meara-- you can ask for an extra week's vacation. It happens all the time. You can also ask for moving help--but make it specific. Ask for an amount for a reason--like hotel while you apaprtment hunt or something.
ION, the Chicago Tribune has a long article about traveling in Nova Scotia--I wanna go back there now! (I was only there once, when I was 16, as part of our New England trip.)
Good luck with the negotiations, meara!
I'm at school now, cranky as shit and preparing to take a mid-term. Blech!
Ask for an amount for a reason--like hotel while you apaprtment hunt or something.
Heh. See, that's why I can't ask for more--it's already included! The moving stuff is great--they pay for a trip out there to house hunt, a hotel and rental car while you do that, and someone to help you. They pay to pack your stuff and move it. And they pay for a month in a temporary housing place after you get there, but before you move in to your new house.
I must remember to ask for a couple days in October off, when I talk to them tomorrow, for my drag king conference. I'd *rather* unpaid days, because I don't want to use the precious little vacation I'll have for the rest of hte year!
Susan, is it true there's no state income tax? Do you end up paying awfully in other parts of life to make up for that, or what?
No income tax. I think property taxes are high, but we're still renters, so I'm not sure how it compares to elsewhere. Sales tax is 6.5% for the state, and I'm pretty sure the county and city tack on a bit more for a total around 8 or 9%.
ETA it'll be great to have you out here!
How did the school know who got accepted where? Were they just passing on the info that they got from the students? Because that would be a huge invasion of privacy if they were just announcing them willy-nilly.
Our school kept a record of all of our applications (we had to give them the packet, and they added the recommendation and mailed it). I remember trying to protest because I didn't want my essays (which were critical of the school) to affect my recommendations.
How did the school know who got accepted where? Were they just passing on the info that they got from the students? Because that would be a huge invasion of privacy if they were just announcing them willy-nilly.
Oh, it was announced by one of your friends. Let me sum up lunch at my prep school: Chime. Faculty leave the lounge and go to their regular tables. Chime. 350 students file in to their assigned tables (which changed every two weeks). Chime. Grace. Students waiters bring out food. Eat. Waiters clear and bring dessert. Chime. Announcements (if you wanted to make an announcement you stood up by your seat until acknowledged by Mr. Compton at one of the front tables--these could get very interesting). Dismissal.
It was all very
Dead Poets Society.