The Job Hunt

I have come to the conclusion that I’m not very patient. “You’re just now finding that out, after 33 years on this planet?” Oh shut it.

Recently, almost on a whim, I applied for a position on the staff at my city’s newspaper in their New Media department. When I say ‘on a whim’ I mean that before I saw the ad for the job, I hadn’t even been thinking of leaving my current job. Then I emailed the hiring person and asked what the salary range for the position was. I figured that it wouldn’t be worth anyone’s time if it was the same-ish to what I make now. Unfortunately (for my current employer) the newspaper pays a goodly chunk more and as anyone who’s trawled through my blog knows, Je suis poor. I would have been stupid not to at least try for the position.

But it wasn’t without some soul-searching and advice-seeking that I made that decision. I love where I work and the people I work with. I have the best bosses I have ever had and my coworkers are fabulous. It would be really hard to leave here. I even spoke to my boss about all of this because I don’t believe in blindsiding him with an abrupt departure. His exact words to me were ‘You have to do what’s best for you.’ And he is right.

So I updated my CV and wrote a rocking cover letter, printed them on very nice paper and sent them off. A couple of days later I had an email asking me for a phone interview – the screening process. I made it through that after a bit of an agonizing wait that had me on pins and needles and then a proper interview was set up for the following Tuesday.

I prepared my ass off for that interview – something I’d never done before, but then again I haven’t gone on very many formal interviews. Just a couple here at the hospital where I already knew everyone. So I poured through website after website and grilled myself on the tough interview questions: ‘What are your strengths/weaknesses’ (ugh!), ‘Tell me about yourself’, ‘What’s an obstacle youve had to overcome in your job’, and worst of all, ‘Why do you want to leave your current job?’ The last one, for me was the most difficult to answer. I can’t just come out and say ‘Well, you’re paying more moula.’ hat’s a big factor, but there are other reasons I think this would be a good move for me.

Anyway, I felt good going into the interview. I was nervous but not overly so. I spent an hour with the director of the department and she skipped the strength/weakness question than goodness. I could have answered it, but I just hate it anyway. But the interview, I think, went very well. I left her with my references, and she asked me all kinds of questions about when I could start, whether I’d be comfortable using a Mac, stuff like that. She kept speaking as if I had the job (“Your Mac is due to be replaced within the next year.” “Your desk is in the corner.” etc.) So I’m feeling like it’s in the bag, and then she said, “Well I have a few more interviews today but I hope to have a decision made by the end of the day.” Cue my brain to go into over-analyze mode.

Did I blow it somehow? I don’t know. But it’s only gotten worse because it’s near the end of the day, Thursday, 2-ish days after the interview and I’ve not heard anything from her about it. Did someone come in after me who blew her mind? Did I answer the dreaded salary requirement position wrong? I know what you’re thinking. “Geez it’s only been two days, chill out!” and normally you would be right. I wouldn’t be thinking about it much at all if she hadn’t said ‘I hope to have a decision by the end of the day’ after my interview.  It’s that one little sentence that has thrown me for a loop and made me freak out that I haven’t heard from her yet. I would think if she’s moving that fast on filling the position, if I was chosen, then surely I would have heard by now.

So I haven’t gotten much sleep and I can’t seem to stop worrying about it. I do not like this feeling of not knowing. And it’s ironic because 2 weeks ago I never would have guessed I’d be in this situation at all. Oh and one of my key references is bloody away on vacation as well 🙁 Argh.

An update: After I wrote the above stuff, I heard from another one of my references that they had just been called about it and that the call went very well. This reference didn’t go into detail about it and I didn’t ask, but this person knew how much I’ve been angsting about not hearing anything so gave me the heads up. So if she is checking my references right now, it at least means that someone else hasn’t gotten the position (yet.) I hope.

My plan of action right now is to wait until tomorrow afternoon, no matter how much it is killing me, and then I will call her and enquire about the process and how it’s all going in a very nonchalant, casual way.

*fingers and toes crossed*

 

And so it begins…


The Birthday girl 🙂

Today my little girl is not so much my little girl anymore. *sniffle* She’s a full-fledged teenager. I asked her this morning if she felt any different. “Not really.” came the reply. Then again she was barely awake at the time. Now she’s had a bath and is happily settled watching cartoons of all things. We’re killing time until 4pm when I take her and her friends to the Waterpark for the whole evening. Well, they’re going to stay there, I’m coming home to bake her cake.

I thought about letting them stay at the park from open to close but a) 10 hours in the water is maybe a bit much and b) I can just imagine the sunburns they’d have. So they’ll have the entire evening, when the sun’s not so strong and maybe the kid– err teenlet will remember to keep herself sunblocked.

So that’s our weekend. We may go see Spidey 2 again tomorrow, that was an excellent flick. Mucho better than the first one and I enjoyed that as well. Then fireworks of course tomorrow night. We like to put on 3-D glasses while watching them. Makes them even more pretty 🙂 Yes, we’re weird.

Off to grill some burgers for lunch!

Silly Kelly


I recently found a few pix I’d taken of my sister last time she was in town. I was attempting to be ‘arty’ at Applebee’s in this one 😀

She’s got a new car now, a 2004 Jetta GLS that is her first brand new car. More power to the kid I say 🙂 I’m not jealous at all, nope not me 😀 hehehe.

I actually wish I could get my sister to blog on a regular basis. She’s a really good writer and often send amusing emails detailing her activities. But getting her to blog is like pulling teeth. Silly girl.

Anyway I haven’t got anything exciting to talk about… as usual. Not feeling too well anyway so I think I shall head for bedfordshire. Night!


This is my very own beer, specially brewed for me by my cousin who’s a brewmaster. It’s called the ’12th of Maibock’ (‘cos my bday is the 12th of May – get it?) Just posting this to test out this photoblogging thing. Posted by Hello

Ohh my head.

Stayed home from work today. Hate doing that, but when I woke up this morning my head was pounding, my stomach was rolling and to even move my eyeballs meant daggers of pain ricocheting around my skull. I did try to get up and take a shower and all that. I got as far as staring at the tub when I decided I just couldn’t bear it. So I called work and then crashed until 11.

Head still hurt so I checked email and went back to bed.

Woke up a little later and felt marginally better. Watched Calendar Girls in bed – very funny movie btw. Laughing hurt. Would like to watch it again when the pain stops. Now it’s early evening, we’ve eaten. The pain has subsided somewhat. I can turn my head now without feeling dizzy. I’ve had coffee in the hopes that it’s a caffeine thing. I do get really bad headaches if I suddenly quit caffeine even for the briefest of times.

I don’t think it’s a migraine, but then again how would I know? My grandmother would lecture me about seeing the doc about it but I’m weird about going to the Doc for trivial things. But what if you have a tumour? That’s not so trivial. Yadda yadda yadda. I like to save up my illnesses and do it all in one go 🙂

So that was my day today. Sleep, pain, coffee, and naked older women.

I feel like writing

And I don’t mean just blogging. I love blogging and stuff, but I’m getting that creative itch to write. Which means I’ll come up with story ideas, write a little, think about how difficult it is to get published, and give up.

I so want to write a book. I’ve got so many story ideas floating around in my head but other than just posting it in a blog, I’ve not got the first clue how one goes about getting something published. Do I need an agent first? Can you really just send manuscripts off to publishers and hope one of them likes it? Can I take rejection? What makes me think anyone would give a toss about what I write? What should I write about? Write what you know. Bah. I know my life hasn’t been all that exciting, why would anyone want to know about it?

See? This is why I end up giving up on writing. Self-doubt – tis a powerful thing. Maybe I’ll just purge my urge to write with some fanfic.