Lilah ,'Just Rewards (2)'
Off-topic discussion. Wanna talk about corsets, duct tape, or physics? This is the place. Detailed discussion of any current-season TV must be whitefonted.
Yeah, never a day. The most I've had to meet was two people, about an hour each. Unfortunately I got most of the way home after the first interview, but you can be damned sure I hightailed it back for the followup. And voila! I have this job.
Still feeling the sinus pressure, and the jeans I put on today have a big schmutz of ... something on them. Not my slickest day.
Why is it that the interview scheduling for the places I'd really like to work is so slow, while at the same time the less exciting, but okay places, are so efficient?
Clearly in your industry, firms work out their stats via the point buy method.
In other news, we totally broke one of the cats. When he adopted us, he was a lean mean stray who killed mice and birds (birds!), and was incredibly docile and friendly, but mostly aloof.
He now follows us around the house all. day. long., sleeps pressed up against one of us at all times, likes someone to be in the kitchen with him when he's eating, and licks your hair and your toes and your face.
full day, wow. I can't imagine one going that long. Most of mine are in the hour to hour and a half range. The one Thursday is that long because I'm interviewing for multiple jobs.
In my industry the interviews go all or most of the day--you end up meeting with 6-10 different people in a row, several of whom have no idea what your job does and others who you will barely work with.
I have been trained to expect interviews to last all day and be a series of annoying hoops.
Yesterday I ate 1/3 of a brownie. And that was it. Now I'm looking at the rest of the brownie, and I'm just not interested. I should probably brew a cup of tea and take some more cold meds.
ita, you should definitely eat.
I had dinner the other night with a friend who's going through a divorce, which looks like it's going to be ugly. And as a result, she's lost 15 lbs. Which some folks might find to be an advantage, but she's already a slim, athletic woman: now she looks like she's training for a triathlon. She's lost pretty much all her body fat.
She knows she needs to eat, but of course with the stress, she just can't: she ate the meat out of half of her sandwich and got the rest to go.
Stress, man: it fucks us up.
Stress, man: it fucks us up.
I wish it took me into a weight loss direction. Between the three courses of Prednosone I've taken over the last 2 months, I've gained about 15 lbs. Too much. Today is the first day I have felt human in all too long. I hate my lungs.
If I'm moderately stressed, I eat too much. If the roof falls in, I stop eating pretty much entirely. So while I'm happy that the roof hasn't fallen in lately, I wouldn't mind having a slightly less active appetite.
signed, Ate Four Large Cookies For Dessert Last Night