Saturday, March 26, 2011

In Which Our Heroine Overcomes Assorted Obstacles

Obstacle number one was assembling exhibits for an upcoming trial and working with a client who provided ninety gazillion documents, not including the ones I actually needed.

Obstacle number two was having my workplace invaded by a horrific stench that resulted from maintenance personnel opening a decades-closed sub-sub-basement.

Obstacle number three was an If Bunny in the shape of an interview and then a job offer for a job that wasn't right for me. The job was one I could have done, but there were reasons why I needed not to jump at it like a wallflower being asked for the last dance of the night. First, the pay rate was not only $3/hour less than I'm currently making, it was as an independent contractor, which would have cost me an additional $75/week. Second, although I don't have a problem taking a part-time job, I do have a problem taking a part-time job which has such an irregular schedule that Mom can't depend on me while she tries to find someone else. Finally, the instant start gave me the problem of not being able to wind things up for Mom.

So I have to keep looking, and trust that I'm worth hiring, despite the fact that I haven't been asked to dance in a long time.


Romantic Heretic said...

Not to worry, Jammies. You'll get something.


Romantic Heretic said...

Oh, my wife asks, "Did they find Jimmy Hoffa?"

Becs said...

Be of good cheer, Jammikins. I am once more on the dole, but I can tell you that the job market is opening up.

You were 100% right not to take that job. I wish I could be so clear-sighted.

Jammies said...

Thanks, Rob. And please tell Angel that they didn't find Jimmy Hoffa, but it's entirely possible that they found grain from the 1960s, since the building used to be a mill.

Becs, I can't say I was particularly clear-sighted, as it took me an entire sleepless night to come to my decision. Best of luck to you in the job hunt as well.