So... So... so. Hmmm.

I'm now able to sit up for prolonged periods of time, so as to write in my Blog. I just spent the last four days with the death flu. Happy Memorial Day to me. The up side is that it made me feel as though I was staying home, lying on the couch like a slug for my HEALTH... as opposed to lying on the couch like a slug due to a complete lack of funds.

So now I'm back to near health, and within a month or do our financial situation will finally begin to settle. Woo Hoo!

However... I'm a little sad today. I haven't heard from the drug rep companies at all yet, and I just spoke to my Buddy that went to the job fair with me. He got a call yesterday from one of them to set up a second interview. I am genuinely thrilled for him (he's worse off than we are), but I can't help an uncharictaristic pang of why-not-me?

Ah, that damnable grass. If only I could hop that fence.

Take the What
animal best portrays your sexual appetite?? Quiz



Hmmm. I'm not sure I can jump that high...

It's 1:45 in the morning... do you know where my wits are?


Gah, why am I awake? Because I've had no where to be for the last week!! (for those of you who don't know me, and are thus unaware of my fundemental inability to relax to any degree, those are not exclaimation points of excitement.)


I'm here to let you know that I am now gainfully employed. Hoo rah. So why am I still so anxious? I feel like my skin is too tight to breath, and yet so loose I'm lost inside it. I suppose it's the money thing. We're quite a bit behind in... well... everything that won't result in a direct loss of living space or immediate ammenities. I'm starting to receive threatening letters from the people who funded my car purchase. Woo hoo. We also owe Al's parents a buttload of money. I DETEST this. They offered, and we were stuck, but I think that there is little else in this world that I LOATHE more than asking for (or receiving) assistance... for ANYthing. Let alone money. I hate knowing we owe them, and still I can't thank them enough for loving us enough, and believing in us enough to lend it. Too tight, too loose, bleh.


So let me tell you the job sitch. It's a payroll services company that gets most of it's business via referral. This appeals to me due to it's distinct lack of heavy cold call. I liked the product and the people, so it made the choice easier. Their pay is good but not great, bennies are good, there's vacation time, and upward mobility. All in all I feel good about the job choice.


However, I also went to a job fair on Thursday and met with three drug rep companies. Two of which seemed more than passing interested, and one of which went so far as to imply a second interview. Actually, this last gave me a website to go to and log in my resume so that the interviewer could send me an online test (the next step before a second interview). I'm used to waiting a few days from the drug rep companies (they saw MINIMUM 50 people at the job fair, all sales professionals.), however, this morning there was an e-mail in my inbox from him, with the link to the test.


Go me. This company's bennies would include a company car, med, dent, vis, and a higher base to the tune of 8K more a year. Aaaaaand I'm gone. Now it's just a waiting game to see if I get a call. The payroll Co is sending me to Rochester for two weeks in July for training, and they'll want me to start about two weeks before that to get oriented. Cross your fingers and hope between now and then.


MEANWHILE, back at the ranch, due to my inability to call mom and dad and beg for food, we're living on white bread and boullion cubes. So why am I still not supermodel thin?? I can't even be poor well. HA! Seriously, I'll admit a dirty little secret. The interim is killing us. I have no idea how long after I start my first paycheck will come in, and between now and then I better start learning how to turn tricks. Anyone? Anyone?


Actually, I've already secured a part-time job at the South Shore Macy's in Lancome. It's pretty cool, I'll get commission on sales, and an hourly salary, they're just dragging their feet to start me. Also, I set up an interview on Tuesday with a dental supply company for an office position. I think part of the anxiousness is money, and the other part is stemming from my perceived deception. I know that I'll only stay at the dental gig for a few weeks, and I can keep the Lancome thing indefinitely, as long as I can get there consistantly on time for the weekdays. Plus, I haven't told them that I'll be gone for two weeks. Blah.



Wah wah wah. Even I don't want to hear me anymore....................................................





But thanks for listening.... I didn't want to ask.

"Ah have always relahed on the kahndness of strangers..."

And you guys are the strangest people I know. In my quest for employment I have found that, interestingly enough, I do not like to work. Who knew? So far my real struggle has been to find a company that I WANT to work for. No small task. The internet has yeilded nothing for me, the NY Newsday has been very helpful, I'm STALKED by the headhunters working for me, and the best thing out there yet is my friends. So far the most interesting stuff has come from Networking the people I know. Tempest sends something for me from Conneticut, Ally offers to forward a resume, Chynacat and Metrocake send links to jobs open in their companies, my friend Schroeder takes my resume to a friend of his in the pharmaseudical field, and I bring his resume and Skye's resume on all my interviews.

It makes me feel not so alone. And I thank you.

Weeeeeeeeeeeee're Baaaaaaaaaaaack.

Miss me? I know I did.

I LOVE to tell you all more about my job search (you keep using dat word. I do not think it means what you think it means.) but I simply cannot bring myself to talk about it for one more second. Go ahead, sigh with relief. I'll wait.

So... barring the aforementioned topic, I have nothing to say.

Job Search, Job Search, Job Search.

I just want to see how often I can type that into one blog entry before driving it (or the readers) to commit Hari Kari.

HAPPY MOTHER’S DAY TO ALL YOU BLOGMOM’S OUT THERE!!!

Hey there, Hi there, Ho there.

You’re as welcome as could be.

Just popping my head in quickly to say “hello.”

Hello.

(C’mon, you TOTALLY saw that coming. I never said I was original.)

So I’m still on the interview circuit. I wanted to send a shout out to Tempest, who is frustrated with her job search. Please remember that the jobs I’m looking for and the jobs You are looking for are TOTALLY different. Sales jobs are ALWAYS out there. If you’re not getting the interview response you want, keep this in mind: You are competing for a job with (very probably) a bunch of other women who do what you do
(But not HALF as good). In my field I’ll get a second look just BEING a woman. I don’t mean that in a Hey-check-out-the-knockers-on-THAT-one kind of way… because I HAVE no knockers to speak of. I mean that I’m a dynamic woman in a field dominated by men. A woman looking for an outside sales job fascinates employers, plus they always have to fill a quota of women and minorities, no? I also have TWO headhunters competing to find me a job. They each know that the other is looking. HA! Divide and conquer!

The perfect place is out there for you. The universe will provide. Listen. Can’t you hear it calling you? It’s the perfect Job! “Teeeeeeeeeemmmmpeeeest…… Teeeeeeeemmmmmpeeeest…. We neeeeeeeeeeeed yooooooooou….” Which is really weird, because you’d think they’d use your real name, for professional reasons.

ANYway. I also wanted to thank Metrocake and Chynacat for sending me the job openings in their companies. You guys are the best! Keep ‘em coming, you never know where the perfect job is…

My job search is going very well. There are only two companies that I’ve applied to so far that really butter my bagel. One is a pharmaceutical company called Glaxo-smith-klein, and I’ve had the first interview with them… just waiting for the call for a second… The OTHER is Gund. I’ve faxed AND e-mailed my resume to them. I know that they’re a huge company, and they must get hundreds of resumes a day, so I’ll keep pestering them until they call me and see how wonderful I am. Those of you who know me know that THIS would be an awesome company for me to work for. You have to love your product.

Gotta Getta Job.

So, so far I've scored four, count 'em, FOUR interviews. I'm pretty psyched. They're all sales jobs, salary and commission. I know the suspense is killing youy all, so I'll keep you posted. HA! Get it??!? "Posted!" I kill me!

you wish.

ANYway... I also found out yesterday that the VP, who has been calling daily from China, got the TWO (yes two) telemarketing guys that are left on the phone. He then proceeded to REAM them out over the phone about not being "driven" enough, and not putting their hearts into it.

Hmmm...

Do you think that, knowing how things are going at the office with people leaving left and right, he'd maybe, I don't know, be NICE to people? It's just a thought. What do I know? I'm lazy, and a waste of management time.

HA!