I got my formal employment offer. I guess I'm happy about it, but really I'm mostly just tired right now.
And I have to do a pre-employment drug screen, which I tried to do on my lunch break but the lab was closed (for lunch), so I have to go tomorrow morning and I just realized I left the paperwork in my desk at work. I can go into the office before the lab opens, so it's not a big deal, but man this whole process has just been one damn thing after another and it's not done yet. Maybe after that's behind me I will feel more celebratory.
But it will be nice to have a salary, and it's a nice one, benefits kick in after 30 days (I think, all that's on the paperwork that I left at the office - something kicks in after 30 days. something else after three months, blah blah blah I hope the 2-day orientation is informative because tere is a lot I don't know), super short commute, regular hours that I find congenial, work that is pretty interesting and within my capabilities. Good things.
Almost through the slog, -t!
It'll be good to have it resolved and some stability.
Wonderful news, -t! What will you be doing for them? I don't think this is the inventory place, right?
le sigh. One of my fave coworkers is up for a job that could potentially be awesome for her. Increased pay, actual retirement plan, reasonable hours, doing what she loves times a thousand, longer commute (but, hey). I wish for more financial stability in her life (she was the poor one helping poor me out in a financial crisis, and it sucked for both of us) and therefore less stress and more happiness. But, damn, I'll miss her.
And christ, as much as I don't get paid, if handled right, where I work has so much potential for change and improvement, and just the idea of being one of the creative minds behind that is exciting. I worked at a place that was set, and it was stagnant and repetitive year after year. Being one of the building blocks towards greatness is rewarding in itself. I just wish that the awesome job came with the awesome paycheck. The ED that just retired basically said to us at her last dinner "If you aren't a trophy wife, gtf out". Hoo rah. FU, C.
-t, that's really good news. When it's all signed and sealed, it will definitely be less stressful, too.
Thanks, y'all!
It is not the inventory place, javachik, it's Meyer, makers of pots and pans and kitchen-y things. Most of the stuff in my kitchen is from there, so in a way it is the mothership calling me home.
I'll be a Business Analyst in the Support Services Department. How's that for a non-descriptive title? It's sort of customer-service-like, but the "customers" are either other departments of ours (we do a lot of liasing between sales and logistics, for example) or retailers (who are our actual customers, but we don't deal with them the same way that sales does, it's got a different feel)
