Minor victory thread
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I'm guessing it's Tom Selleck's moustache.
Had a job interview today.
First talk with the interim guy, went well so he took me along for a chat with the team leader.
That went well too, so he took me along to see the place I'd be working and the people.
That went pretty OK, too.
Afterwards, the team leader said they had some more candidates to see, some other potentials, and I'd probably hear back in a week or so.
20 minutes later, on my drive home, they called me to ask me to come work for them.
Now, I had a pretty good feeling about the place and the co-workers... And the pay is, well, OK - a few hundred a month less than I was making previously, but several hundred a month more than I'd get for a harder, more challenging job I've been eyeing. Pay is weird sometimes, it's messed up if I can make more doing first line tech support than as a supervisor of 20 people with disabilities in a social work space. But anyway.
The downside is that - well, it is first line tech support. I'm looking at maybe switching to IT/tech, and in that sense it's a good entry job to get some grounding and take some courses and stuff. But it's first line phone support, which I've pretty much done for 10 years - going back to a similar thing with 2 masters degrees is kind of a downer.
I haven't decided whether or not I'll take it - my GF seems to be in favor because I'd be busy again and that part would definitely be good, and it's a fairly low-stress job (when I clock out, I'm finished - no worries at home about work). So....I'll probably take it.
Either way, being received so positively and getting the offer feels pretty nice, a lot better than getting rejected over and over.
First talk with the interim guy, went well so he took me along for a chat with the team leader.
That went well too, so he took me along to see the place I'd be working and the people.
That went pretty OK, too.
Afterwards, the team leader said they had some more candidates to see, some other potentials, and I'd probably hear back in a week or so.
20 minutes later, on my drive home, they called me to ask me to come work for them.
Now, I had a pretty good feeling about the place and the co-workers... And the pay is, well, OK - a few hundred a month less than I was making previously, but several hundred a month more than I'd get for a harder, more challenging job I've been eyeing. Pay is weird sometimes, it's messed up if I can make more doing first line tech support than as a supervisor of 20 people with disabilities in a social work space. But anyway.
The downside is that - well, it is first line tech support. I'm looking at maybe switching to IT/tech, and in that sense it's a good entry job to get some grounding and take some courses and stuff. But it's first line phone support, which I've pretty much done for 10 years - going back to a similar thing with 2 masters degrees is kind of a downer.
I haven't decided whether or not I'll take it - my GF seems to be in favor because I'd be busy again and that part would definitely be good, and it's a fairly low-stress job (when I clock out, I'm finished - no worries at home about work). So....I'll probably take it.
Either way, being received so positively and getting the offer feels pretty nice, a lot better than getting rejected over and over.
That alone is probably worth a lot. I hope that if you take it, you are happy.
I vote (haha, because your job decisions are an internet poll?) that you take the job.
Gonna visit France for a week. at the end of September. A couple of friends and I rented a house with a pool near St. Tropez and are gonna splurge a little.
(but I will)
Yeah, I was reaching down to give a brofist, then read the bit about summer ending. And we all need a hug for that. Well, not our more Southern members.
Wait. That sounded dirty. Umm, err.
Wait. That sounded dirty. Umm, err.
I applied for a new job recently. A friendly acquaintance of mine works there and she messaged me today to say that I am going to get an interview at least. Don't yet know when, but at least it is something. My current job is giving me rant-worthy issues.
The grant that funds my job got a 10 month extension. It's only a minor victory because I might have to take a pay cut but YAY EMPLOYMENT THROUGH JULY!
There are ten new types of Gund Snuffles bears. Omg.
One type is a 27 inch long big smushy pillow one!! It comes in three colours!!!!!
Zappit
Staff member
10.5 inch screen. 256 gbs memory.
And you're using the Pencil, I assume.
You'll have to tell me if it's as good as they say it is.
--Patrick
Zappit
Staff member
I did get the Pencil, but haven't worked with it yet. I'm still loading fonts into the new iPad, transferring files, etc... I'm actually finishing up my comic on my old iPad. I will update once I've gotten a chance to play around with the Pencil.
Zappit
Staff member
Started using it today. It. Is. Glorious. It has perfect sensitivity, no discernible lag, and is smooth on the screen. I’ve already drawn a panel for a Friday’s Supervillainous, and it makes me want to draw more.
The battery life is okay. Got a good amount of time right out of the box. It won’t be fun to charge, though. That part’s awkward.
I just placed an order for an embarrassing number of stuffed bears. All Snuffles. Some for work, some for me and some to give the kids for Christmas.
Ooh and a key chain stuffie!
Ooh and a key chain stuffie!
The huge box of Bears is on its way!!
I got confirmed as a full teacher last week and just got my first adult-sized paycheck. After that awful year of adjuncting it's nice to pay the bills without double-checking my bank account or feeling guilty about buying a $15 dinner.
My committee chair told me that he understands how disappointing it can be to not have the job you want or deserve. He knows that I spent seven years training to be a professor and busting my ass to graduate, just to see the full-time faculty jobs disappear. However, this is stability until something better comes along. I like teaching and the kids are starting to open up to me. Chapel Hill is a town of just over one thousand people. I've lived in six countries on three continents. They think I'm fascinating.
My committee chair told me that he understands how disappointing it can be to not have the job you want or deserve. He knows that I spent seven years training to be a professor and busting my ass to graduate, just to see the full-time faculty jobs disappear. However, this is stability until something better comes along. I like teaching and the kids are starting to open up to me. Chapel Hill is a town of just over one thousand people. I've lived in six countries on three continents. They think I'm fascinating.
Cajungal
Staff member
Good news/bad news situation.
Long story short: I knew I was in the wrong grad school class this semester, or at least I very strongly believed it. My advisor gave me the wrong class number, but I trusted her instead of double checking. My job is paying for my education, so now I'm fighting tooth and nail to get their money back.
When I met with the head of school to explain the situation, apologize, and declare my intention to pay my own way next semester, here's what she said,
"Well, the PD fund is pretty tight, but I'll see what we can do for you if the worst happens. And isn't this just the universe telling you to take a semester off and look after your new teaching partner?" I almost cried with graitude. Then, as if that weren't enough, she said, "Forgot the mandated time limit that used to exist (The old school head instituted one.) You are not going anywhere unless you choose to quit. If you need 10 more years for this degree, you take it."
My new teaching partner is used to pure inquiry and expedition schools in Europe. I'm having to teach her simple things, like how to put together multiple choice tests. This extra time is a gift. I'm bummed that my progress has been slowed down, but what a relief to have my boss behind me. And how amazing to know that I have job security. I mean, I knew I was good at my job, but how nice to hear it.
Long story short: I knew I was in the wrong grad school class this semester, or at least I very strongly believed it. My advisor gave me the wrong class number, but I trusted her instead of double checking. My job is paying for my education, so now I'm fighting tooth and nail to get their money back.
When I met with the head of school to explain the situation, apologize, and declare my intention to pay my own way next semester, here's what she said,
"Well, the PD fund is pretty tight, but I'll see what we can do for you if the worst happens. And isn't this just the universe telling you to take a semester off and look after your new teaching partner?" I almost cried with graitude. Then, as if that weren't enough, she said, "Forgot the mandated time limit that used to exist (The old school head instituted one.) You are not going anywhere unless you choose to quit. If you need 10 more years for this degree, you take it."
My new teaching partner is used to pure inquiry and expedition schools in Europe. I'm having to teach her simple things, like how to put together multiple choice tests. This extra time is a gift. I'm bummed that my progress has been slowed down, but what a relief to have my boss behind me. And how amazing to know that I have job security. I mean, I knew I was good at my job, but how nice to hear it.