So, I've been having a conflicting couple of days... I hadn't mentioned it here but, the agency I'm jumping hoops for contacted me late last week with a quandary. All of the references they'd contacted thus far had been peers and subordinates at varied positions. The superiors at my former gig by policy aren't able to give more than the most bare facts of my employment. There was a need to qualify how much I rock at my job, whatever job that may be.
On Sunday returning from the Big 'E', I received a call from my Dad in Iowa. He'd asked on how the interview process was going and I described the current brick wall. "Well, do you have any old job evaluations?" "Sure", was the reply back. "Tons." Ah! I contacted the HR dept. the next day, mentioned that copies could be dropped off within hours and they were ecstatic about the idea. So excited that they called me this morning and finally, officially, offered me the job!
My start date is Monday and it involves me driving to Hartford to attend a training seminar. I stopped off at work earlier today to give my very short notice and offers of transitional help while I'm starting out at the new position. When I arrived at the beginning of my shift later, it was to tongues stuck out and congrats at the foreseen good fortune.
To temper all of this good news for myself that I'd received, I'd also taken a call for my former job yesterday afternoon. One of my close friends, with whom I'd worked with often, killed himself on Friday. We had been dismissed from our former agency at about a 1-2 month span after one another. We talked and drank with relative frequency about having to work shit jobs again...he roofing and contracting and myself jockeying a register. I'd last spoken to him days prior to my sister's wedding. He'd called in straits, needing a loan for gas and to be repaid in drinks the next week. Well aware that he needed the money far more than me, I figured I'd take my time in calling him out for a few pints. There are no words in how broken hearted I am in not having done so.
On Sunday returning from the Big 'E', I received a call from my Dad in Iowa. He'd asked on how the interview process was going and I described the current brick wall. "Well, do you have any old job evaluations?" "Sure", was the reply back. "Tons." Ah! I contacted the HR dept. the next day, mentioned that copies could be dropped off within hours and they were ecstatic about the idea. So excited that they called me this morning and finally, officially, offered me the job!
My start date is Monday and it involves me driving to Hartford to attend a training seminar. I stopped off at work earlier today to give my very short notice and offers of transitional help while I'm starting out at the new position. When I arrived at the beginning of my shift later, it was to tongues stuck out and congrats at the foreseen good fortune.
To temper all of this good news for myself that I'd received, I'd also taken a call for my former job yesterday afternoon. One of my close friends, with whom I'd worked with often, killed himself on Friday. We had been dismissed from our former agency at about a 1-2 month span after one another. We talked and drank with relative frequency about having to work shit jobs again...he roofing and contracting and myself jockeying a register. I'd last spoken to him days prior to my sister's wedding. He'd called in straits, needing a loan for gas and to be repaid in drinks the next week. Well aware that he needed the money far more than me, I figured I'd take my time in calling him out for a few pints. There are no words in how broken hearted I am in not having done so.
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im 99.9% sure that i will be wanting to attend the Sushi bit..if i could possibly hitch a ride? ill be in new haven @ Ultra Radio tomorrow after 1ish.. post back here if you get this for i am not home! but um, you know how much im on here