category: jobhunt

New Job Happy Dance

It's true: after being unemployed for almost six weeks, I have accepted a job offer!

I'll be working in downtown Toledo, on the 12th floor of a corporate office building across from Promenade Park. I will also be making more than twice what I made in my previous job: an increase in salary of 114%, to be exact. Aaron and I will be on equal financial footing — actually, I'll be making just a little more than he makes, to tell the truth.

The main thing, though, is that I'll be working in the Information Services department, in Data Warehousing. The change of industry has to be the biggest benefit of this entire severance situation.

My start date is one week from today, at which time I get to report to Orientation at 8:30am. On Aaron's birthday. Which he requested off from work. But it's all good, since we'll get to go to dinner together on his birthday. Yay!

So, when's a good time for the Diana Got A Job Party that I promised you all...? I'm thinking Saturday the 17th, evening? Who's in?

 

Second Interview Results

You know, I'm not entirely sure how that went.

I spoke briefly with my potential supervisor's supervisor, and that seemed to go well. More of the same: Tell me about the Access tracking database, etc. Then I met with two senior team members, who asked me more technical questions: How many tables were in your database? How many columns in the main table? What kinds of reports did you create?

Then I got the SQL test.

First question: Write pseudocode to generate the first 10 numbers of the Fibonacci sequence: (0,1,1,2,3,5,8,13,21,34)

Took me a second to remember / deduce what the Fibonacci sequence was (add the two previous numbers to get the next number). Then I was all, OK, do while loop / for next loop, something like that. Counter variable going up to 10, sure. But I never figured out how to set variables for the previous two numbers, or to do the calculation mathematically. So, they got part of my logic behind it, but not a correct answer.

After that were a couple of query questions that should have been easy, but weren't. After those were a bunch of definition questions, some of which I farted my way through ("What is normalization and when would you go for it?") and some of which I skipped ("What is a transaction?"). All in all, I answered probably half the questions on the quiz, and got some of those mostly correct. Some of them I knew how to answer in the context of Access, but not SQL ("How do you define a one-to-one, one-to-many, and many-to-many relationship between tables?").

After the test, my potential supe came in and told me that the test is mainly to see where I stand programming-wise and what my problem-solving thought process is like. He stressed that in entry-level positions, they don't have much to look at with regards to a body of work, so the test serves to give them an idea of where each applicant stands.

The Powers That Be will be convening by week's end to decide who gets the job. I'll keep you all updated.

P.S. - I wore my traditional Halloween dangly bat earrings to the interview. No one noticed. At least Jess noticed when I wore them to Eric and Jess's reception on Saturday. :-)

 

Interview Today: Results

Today's interview — number two since the job hunt began in April — was for a large health care company whose corporate offices are located in downtown Toledo. (Let's skip the company name and keep Google out of this, yes?) The position in question is in Data Warehousing, which deals with getting data into the warehouse and spitting that data back out in the form of reports.

I arrived a little early, located the building (again — I interviewed here a few years back), and went across the street to spend ten minutes at Promenade Park. Beautiful day, gentle breeze, very calming.

(By the way? On my way up into the parking garage before this, I saw a vanity license plate that made me laugh out loud: PWN3D. I *so* wished I would have had my camera on me.)

Once I went into the building, I was taken upstairs by an HR representative to fill out some standard paperwork: OKs for background checks, stuff like that. Then I was taken upstairs for my interview.

Things that went right:

• My new interview pantsuit is *killer*. I looked perfectly professional (IMO), and didn't feel fussy about my clothes or awkward about my bearing.
• I successfully portrayed my ability to learn on the fly, to keep myself busy and productive, and to try to better myself and my department. A lot of this had to do with my resume, though.
• I had plenty of relevant questions to ask.

Things that I could have done better:

• Interview questions for which I was not prepared: "Why do you want to work for our company?" and "What did you like the least about your previous jobs?"
• OMG I forgot to bring my references! Sheesh. The last time I used my fancy black folder was when I went to the job fair, so it was full to the brim of unstapled two-page resumes. It should have been full of the job description printout, a resume, and my references. No worries, though; I asked the HR rep if I could e-mail them to her later, and she in turn gave me not only her card, but an entire folder with info on benefits.

Overall, the interviewer (my potential supervisor) said he sees potential in me, and that appears to be my strongest quality. I honestly don't know much about their software, but I know I can learn, and I can bring my design and layout experience to the table when it comes to actual reports.

There would be some awesome benefits to working here. The office has a fantastic view of Promenade Park, right on the river, and three of the building's five elevators face the river. There would be no worries about having a place to walk during my lunches, either. As for more company-related bennies, I'd be eligible for software training, including Microsoft. They also seem to have a pretty decent health plan, so Aaron and I would need to compare policies and see whether I should spend the money on my own company's insurance plan. (Insurance is covered in Aaron's union dues, so the plan would have to kick a lot of ass for me to buy my own.)

I should be hearing back from my interviewer by late this week or early next week to see whether I get a second interview. I'll keep you all updated!

 

Interview Today

Interview in downtown Toledo in two hours. Data Warehousing in the Health Care industry. Wish me luck! I'll let you know how it goes.

 

Unemployment Depression

Unemployment Depression: CollegeRecruiter.com Insights by Candidates

If I'm already feeling down after two weeks of being jobless, how am I going to feel if it takes three months? May the Flying Spaghetti Monster save me from such a fate.

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Day Eleven of Unemployment

Or of being unemployed, anyway. Unemployment compensation comes later, if at all. (I might have a job before it has time to kick in. Hopefully.)

These couple of weeks have been an interesting ride so far. It's quite a roller coaster, going from being energized and excited about finding a new job to being depressed and unmotivated and back again. I mean, I know that I'll find a job; that's not the issue. This issue is, how long do I keep applying for the jobs I really want and would really be excited about, and when will I lose the upbeat, positive, forward-thinking attitude and just start applying for anything that wouldn't suck too much? How long will that downward spiral take, and will I jump off in time?

I've at least gotten some concrete "no" answers this week. The tally since April:

Total resumes submitted: 30
Number of employer rejections (or duplicate jobs from recruiters): 10
Number of jobs I've declined: 1
Number of positions about which I've never received a response, and have basically written off: 8
Number of recent job applications I'm still holding out hope for: 11
Number of interviews so far: 1

I need to slow down and actually use the battle plan I learned from my outplacement training. I need to update my Personal Marketing Plan and get it out to a many people as I can, and try to get an inside line on new jobs *before* they're posted online. I have one such inside line in the works right now, and I'd have no problem taking this job if it pans out. I need insiders at other companies, though, and I need to work harder on that. Slower. More methodically. Not jumping at every opportunity like a drowning woman grasping at anything that floats by.

Focus. Calm determination. That's what will get me a job.

And schmoozing. Don't forget schmoozing.

*sigh*

 

More Stress Than I Realized

Being at home with Aaron for a week — and during *this* week in particular, biologically speaking — has made for some interesting dynamics.

Left to my own devices, I'll sleep for at least 10 hours and stay awake for between 12 and 14 hours. This, as I have already learned in the past, is not good for my mood. I start to feel lazy and depressed, and become less productive, since my normally productive and creative afternoon hours are suddenly my sleepy morning hours. Rolling out of bed at the crack of noon needs to stop.

At least I've been making myself to-do lists to keep myself busy. Follow-ups, hitting job-search websites, and driving to BG for outplacement workshops have been on my agenda.

Still... after a decent amount of job rejection, or getting no response and counting that as rejection (and fielding website restructuring requests that feel like rejection, but shouldn't), I'm starting to feel a little stressed. I hadn't realized it until I had a little mini-breakdown today, for no good reason. I'm still chalking most of it up to hormones.

My diabolical plan is to add more structure to my days, and to get up earlier. Instead of going to aikido this evening, for instance, I'm going to attend tomorrow's (and Thursday's, and Saturday's) 10am session. I'm also going to meditate daily, like I'd mentioned before that I wanted to do.

I need to not take everything so personally. I also need to eat better, exercise more, and get out of the house every day. Otherwise, I'll sink into a funk from which I'll never escape. And that's not a good way to find a job.

Update, 12:45am: It's amazing what a difference just ten minutes of meditation can make. That 8pm session of zazen, plus a solid and genuinely excited decision to attend aikido tomorrow morning, along with a shitload of job leads from one of Aaron's friends, have all acted to calm me considerably.

Lights out in fifteen minutes.

 

Day Two of Unemployment

Day One was spent recuperating from the incredible Flaming Lips show in Cleveland on Sunday. Slept in, chilled out, and came up with a battle plan. Day Two saw the initiation of said battle plan.

I identified two major issues that I need to address: productivity in job-hunting and organization in general. One affects the other, but I can't just go at them one at a time. I need a pleasant and clean workspace to feel happy and productive; but I can't clean to the exclusion of all else, and THEN go find a job. So, I set myself up a list of priorities for cleaning my desk space, starting with my file cabinet, moving to the stack of stuff on the floor, then the stack on top of the file cabinet, then the pile on my actual desk, and so forth. (Anyone who saw my immaculate desk at work wouldn't believe that my desk at home is such a disaster.)

As for job-hunting productivity, I launched up my long-neglected Palm Desktop application. It has a task list and calendar, which is mainly what I need. I'm basically doing like I did when I was coordinating the database project with James: set up a short but vital list of tasks to accomplish the following day, so I feel super productive when I finish those plus more.

I'm also logging everything I'm doing in an Excel log, so I can track my productivity. For example, today I searched through all my del.icio.us jobhunt bookmarks and found two jobs I'm going to apply for tomorrow. I also followed up with a potential employer and sent my Personal Marketing Plan (i.e. my list of skills and target employers) to a former colleague to look over.

Since I got all that accomplished during the day, I didn't feel bad spending my evening playing Super Puzzle Fighter II Turbo HD on the 360. :-)

If I can keep this up, I'll at least feel like I'm not squandering my time at home. Still, this super-extended vacation is going to be weird.

 

Future Planning

So, I'm starting to realize (with some help from my friends) that any job I take at this point is going to be entry-level. Not coffee-bitch entry-level, maybe, but college-grad entry-level. Basically, I'll be pretending that the last five years never happened when I'm looking for potential jobs. Granted, I've learned a lot of valuable office and interpersonal skills since graduation six years ago, but I've only meagerly advanced my technical knowledge in my field.

Speaking of: what *is* my field, anyway? We had this discussion before, to a degree, where I bemoaned my lack of advanced skills in any given field. But even assuming that I'm getting a glorified intern job... I have a clean slate, assuming someplace will take me. I could go marketing, or IT, or something else.

I'm even contemplating taking evening classes, once I get myself a new steady job. Maybe get a certificate or an Associates at Owens in... IT? Marketing? Something that will get me where I want to be in my new company. It'll depend on what kind of tuition reimbursement my new employer has, if any, and if I end up getting any on-the-job training in things I want to learn, like .NET or some other technology.

I still maintain that this is a delicate balance. I have to be receptive to whatever comes down the pike, and be prepared for just about any opportunity that presents itself. Winds of change, and all that.

It's kind of like aikido: I could be thrown down and be totally unprepared, and get hurt. I could be thrown down and be excessively tense and resistant, and get hurt. Or I could take the energy that's directed toward me and use it to my own advantage, being ready for what's to come, take the fall rolling and come up on my feet.

I'm not terribly good at that physically yet; maybe the mental concept will come easier.

 

Geek Chic

I decided to take a different tack on the job hunt this evening, and look one-by-one at each business that's located in the business development where I currently work. I'm a big fan of the location, being that a.) it's a fifteen-minute drive from home, and b.) there's a fantastic wooded walking path through the middle of the area. So, I sat down with a list of (most of) the businesses in the park, and went to all of their websites, and determined whether their industry is something I'd be interested in pursuing, and looked for job postings.

I found a few that sounded vaguely interesting, and a few that I'd already known about — but I found one business that finally sparked my interest enough to get the job-hunt juices flowing again. It's a national firm, an IT services and solutions provider, and I'm only vaguely familiar with most of their offerings. All of it made the geek girl in me drool, though.

Only a computer nerd would look through a list of technology solutions and think, "Ooh, HP Storage Area Network. I've never heard of that! Sounds cool!" Lots of the names like Altiris and Veritas and Citrix, and lots of the buzzwords like Web Content Filtering and Business Continuity Planning, all sounded familiar to me, but not enough so that I'd even be able to talk for two minutes straight about a given one.

The only section of their services where I know I can shine is Web Development, including website design and development and website management services. That I can do. The other stuff... it harks back to a day when I went around with Kirkum and installed new network cards in pizza-box Macs. Or imaged computers in the labs. Or installed a right-angle adapter in my own legacy Mac so I could install an ethernet card.

At any rate, I got fired up enough (and undepressed enough) that I worked on my Personal Marketing Plan like the nice outsourcing lady told me to. I have a list of about a dozen companies that may or may not be hiring, but that it would be pretty cool to work for. You can all expect that, once I have my Marketing Plan done and ready for prime time, I'll be sharing it with you and asking you, "Do you know anyone who works for...?"

 

Self-Confidence and Job-Hunting

I realize that potential employers may Google me to learn more about me and my background. Despite this, I'm going to post what's on my mind, rather than putting a front forward about how confident I feel about my job search.

I'm pretty proud of myself, sure. I joined one other co-worker to create a relational Access database that currently has over 150,000 records in its main table, with 20 users, and has only completely crashed and burned once in a year and a half of operation. I've recently redesigned two websites from the ground up (buzzword: full development lifecycle) using PHP and a custom database backend for content management.

But am I confident about my skills? That's a deeper question...

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Career Lottery

Snicked from talcotts, via khath, via clawfoot and crystalkirk:

1. Go to http://www.careercruising.com/
2. Put in Username: nycareers, Password: landmark.
3. Take their "Career Matchmaker" questions.
4. Post the top fifteen results.

My results after all three sets of questions:
1. Multimedia Developer
2. Video Game Developer
3. Business Systems Analyst
4. Website Designer
5. Animator
6. Cartoonist / Comic Illustrator
7. Computer Programmer
8. Web Developer
9. Film Editor
10. Market Research Analyst
11. Professor
12. Webmaster
13. Artist
14. Desktop Publisher
15. Graphic Designer
16. Technical Writer
17. Computer Animator
...
32. Photographer

I've actually considered most of these careers, except maybe Market Research Analyst or Business Systems Analyst. Some of these (like Computer Animator or Video Game Designer) I would have liked to have done, but require more or different training/schooling. Some (like Artist or Cartoonist) I've long since lost the skills to do. Many of the others are viable options, and I feel that the quiz gave surprisingly accurate results — especially considering how blasé I was with my answers, for the most part. I only ventured away from the neutral choice when I had a strong feeling for or against a particular job task.

All righty. Video Game Developer job, here I come...?

Right.

 

Interview

Today's plan: Work until noon. Go home for lunch. Leave at 1:35 for an interview at 2pm. Rock the hell out of the interview. Return home and chill with my sick hubby for the rest of the afternoon.

I've done my homework, for the most part. I've researched the company, I feel confident with my standard interview answers, and I have some questions of my own to ask. I'm actually fairly excited about the size and stability of the company, as well as their wares.

Still undecided about whether I'll change into a suit before I go, or just stick with my business casual attire. I'm leaning toward comfort over overheated professionalism right now.

Send positive vibes my way today around 2pm. I'll let you know how it goes.

Update, 7:30pm: Interview went smashingly well, IMO. I don't think I've ever had such a straightforward discussion of Where The Company Is Headed vs. Where My Career Is Headed. The location is a 25-minute drive through not the best part of town (albeit not the worst, either), and the neighborhood is not one where I would feel comfortable taking a lunchtime walk; but the company is small and stable, and I think I would fit in with the other two/three members of the IT department. We'll see what they think.

BTW? I wore the suit.

 

Coincidences?

Things are definitely moving. Things are happening. What will come of it all, I'm still not sure.

Amy-sempai had mentioned a few weeks ago that her company was accepting resumes, but I kept missing her at the dojo to give her mine to pass along. I also never asked her the name of her company. Meanwhile, I found a listing on Craigslist and applied, only to find that it was for the company where Amy-sempai works. Wish me luck on my second interview of the job hunt...

There was also a company I'd spied a while ago, but who required samples of applicants' work. As my portfolio still isn't quite up to snuff yet, I hadn't applied. I'd checked their website, but couldn't find any employment info anymore, so I assumed they'd found who they needed. Recently, a recruiter contacted me about a Web Designer position. Turns out he's looking for a candidate for this particular company.

Guess what I'm finishing up tonight. Let's hear it for external motivation, eh?

I feel like I'm at a very tricky time. Any tiny shift of direction one way or another could make a giant impact on the next five or ten (or more) years of my life. When I think of all the seemingly insignificant things that combined to get me where I am today, I find myself wondering what I'll be wondering later on.

If Sky hadn't been bought out by Huntington... If I hadn't signed up for that aikido class... If James and I hadn't gotten to create that database... If I'd never marched senior corps... If I'd taken X job instead of waiting for Y job...

I just need to do what I can, and go with the flow. Things will fall into place if I let them.

 

Come On, Baby, Finish What You Started

I've been droning on about aikido a little too much lately, so I suppose I should write about something else already. I'm sitting here at work, with a painfully light workload, so this seems as good a time as any to write a blog entry (via e-mail to myself, of course).

Not that I have anything particularly pressing to blog about, mind you. Most of my "free" time lately has been spent job-hunting, nursing my pulled muscle, or escaping into Civilization IV.

Speaking of the job hunt: I've gone through my list, submitted my resume for those jobs I hadn't yet, followed up on past inquiries, and have started putting the finishing touches on my portfolio. I think I've got the portfolio working in all modern browsers, including Firefox 2, Opera 9, Safari for Windows, IE6 and IE7. Granted, there are a few minor display discrepancies: IE6 has an unfortunate space at the bottom of the page which activates the scroll bar, and Opera (or is it Safari?) doesn't highlight the items in my submenus. Those are minor details, though, and I can deal with the differences for now. Now, I'm going through all my featured projects and including examples and samples and links for each. I plan to have my portfolio complete by the end of next weekend.


In other news of the me, I ordered my very first Little Black Dress™ and a couple pairs of work-friendly Skechers online. I need to get myself down to Lane Bryant and spend a decent amount of money updating my wardrobe, although I feel funny either a.) shopping alone or b.) shopping with Aaron, and I don't really have any local girlfriends to shop with. What I'd really like to buy is a brown tailored pantsuit to go with my new shoes. (Wow... matching an outfit to a pair of shoes? That sounds unusually girly of me.)

Last time I really went ballistic on clothes shopping, I sorely needed a wardrobe update due to having lost, oh, fifty pounds? Now, though, I'm just tired of wearing the same crap to work all the time. Of course, I should probably hold off on buying work clothes until I get a new job and find out what the dress code is there. I'd hate to update my business casual wardrobe, just to find that I can wear Threadless shirts and jeans to work -- or, worse, that I have to go out and purchase an actual professional wardrobe, with multiple suits and accessories.


Also: Aaron and I had an in-depth conversation this weekend about my ability to finish what I start. I am absolutely notorious for starting a project, either coming to a hard part or just getting bored with it, and dropping it for the next Flavor of the Month. Websites, fiction, genealogy research, major cleaning, all have fallen prey to this habit of mine. He was particularly concerned with me finishing my portfolio website before I get involved in something else -- namely, instructing marching band for the first time. He reminded me that I don't do anything by halves -- quite like him, now that I think about it. I immerse myself in whatever new project I undertake: genealogy, candle-making, learning SQL, weight-loss, drum corps, aikido, whatever. I don't just try something or dabble in something. For this reason, I've specifically avoided starting any new projects, even though I've wanted to work on my fiction and genealogy research in the past months.

I might have to gracefully and humbly bow out of the marching band gig, even though I don't want to. I can see things that need fixing in the band, things that I might be able to help with, but I don't know if I should really be dedicating literally an entire evening a week to band, plus a good part of another evening a week to aikido.

I have some time to think it over, though, and to finish my portfolio before the next rehearsal I'm slated to attend. We'll see how things pan out.

 

Job-Hunting Update

This evening was spent evaluating the state of my job search and determining my next steps. I feel pretty happy about what I accomplished.

I decided that, first and foremost, I needed to update my log of job applications and job solicitations from recruiters. So far, the tally is nineteen total job possibilities. I still need to send in my resume (or apply online) for four of those opportunities. Five jobs on my list were brought to my attention by recruiters or HR reps. (It's a good thing I updated my Monster resume.)

Next, before I contacted the new folks or followed up with the old, I wanted to finish updating my resume. The LHH workshop was surprisingly helpful, and made me realize that my five-year-old resume was, indeed, horribly out of date, as far as current resume format is concerned. The two-page allowance saved my ass — I was always told to keep your resume to one page, no matter what. So, I'd ended up printing my resume on legal paper, which is not the most accessible of formats for everyone. At any rate, I finished tonight what I'd started last week in the workshop, writing job summaries for my RCC positions and formatting the whole thing in a way that pleases me... as much as a standard, "normal" resume can.

Next on the agenda:

1. Apply for outstanding jobs on my list
2. Schedule follow-ups with recruiters and HR reps
3. Add finishing touches to portfolio, including (but not limited to) videos, shockwave and audio files
4. Post and/or update info on other job sites
5. Search for more jobs online

I have something like 21 working days until my job is eliminated — oh, did I mention that my end date got extended a week? My betters were concerned that Huntington might need specific data from the database, or help moving it to their servers, or Buddha knows what else. So, basically, I'll be sticking around with Scott, Heather, and Ruth Ann, helping to pack boxes and put out fires and check balances and transactions on Sky's systems. But I'm OK with that — it gives me one more week to job-search, and gives me a nice, even date of October 1st to give potential employers.

Still, though... one month total to get this going on. I'm not worried, but I'm starting to feel the pinch.

 

A Quickie

I pulled my groin in aikido on Saturday, while trying to roll. I'm getting annoyed with myself for not "getting" it yet. At least my leg seems to be on the fast track, and feels like it should be healed by Wednesday's class. It really put a damper on the weekend's other extra-curriculars, though.

This week, Monday through Thursday afternoons, I'm attending an outplacement workshop paid for by Sky/Huntington. I was dubious about its actual value, but it actually seems like it's going to be helpful. Among some of the highlights will be resume-crafting, networking and job-searching, and negotiating a job offer. I'm actually looking forward to some of this... plus, it gets me out of the office for half a day.

Rob has requested another manly candle, to be picked up this week. In looking at my records, I realize I haven't made any candles since February (which was the last time Rob requested a manly candle). Candle-making is definitely a seasonal thing for me, being that I don't like to have the oven on in the summer, and my timing mojo gets thrown off if I melt candle wax in the microwave instead. Maybe I'll have to ramp up the seasonal candle-making a little earlier this year, and be sure to give everyone at work a going-away candle with my name and URL on it. :-)

Update, 11:45pm: Rob's candle came out well. I used a blow dryer to even out the surface — I should have tried that long ago.

In other news, bumping up the difficulty in Civilization IV really makes a difference: from me beating all the computer players in Chieftain mode to me getting my ass kicked and barely making it to the end of the game with one city intact in Warlord mode. If it weren't almost midnight (and if I weren't gainfully employed and due at work at 8am), I'd start another game.

 

Job App Tally

Jobs applied for: 9
Responses received: 3
Contract jobs in hire process: 1

Basically, I'm still officially in the running for a position I applied for back in early May; another company that seemed promising in early May is due for a prodding; and I did get an offer of a part-time contract job back in late June, although I haven't yet been called in for a contract-signing.

This is the most important thing right now: finding a job. Granted, I have potential severance and retention money coming in September... but I'd rather not have to use it for actual survival in the midst of unemployment.

No worries. No stress (yet). It's just time to pour it on, and get ready to jump onto the merry-go-round.

(No, I have no idea what that metaphor really alludes to. It just sounded good in my head.)

 

Interview Results

Long Story Short: I now have a potentially steady stream of part-time web development contract work. I do not yet have a new full-time job.

The Rest Of The Story: It appears that I passed the "task" with flying colors, and went above what the other two or three potential coders had accomplished. Yay for being anal about cross-browser compatibility. I also apparently finished the task faster than the others. According to the seemingly-older (read: my age) partner who totally took charge of the interview, I will get paid for my ten hours of work. How much? That remains to be seen.

I had an entire page of questions ready to ask them, but was stopped short when I realized that this would be a contract job, part-time, max of 20 hours a week, working from home. All my questions about benefits, family leave, PTO, company stability, all went out the window once this became a nice side gig. Granted, it *is* a nice side gig... but I still have to do some follow-ups regarding other possible full-time positions.

(When I do secure a new full-time job, I may request that they withhold extra taxes, too, since my new contract gig won't be withholding for me.)

If I were a college student and landed this gig, it would be the best thing EVAR. Experience and money doing what I want, and just in my free time! Hell, I probably could have done it during my time working in the computer lab, and no one would have been the wiser. Alas, now I have to pay bills and mortgage and whatnot, and I have not such luxuries with my time and livelihood.

So... more time to maybe hang out at Sky and get my August 10th incentive pay and maybe my September 21st severance. The stress is just a little lessened now, but not entirely gone. I'm not entirely sure how this contract gig will pan out in the long run. I'm hoping for the best, and am still genuinely excited to be a part of this growing and evolving company, but I can't guarantee that they can give me what I need to pay the bills.

 

Putting Out Feelers

While my portfolio is still not quite finished, I have put up a passable temporary placeholder, and have now sent out three resumes. One was to a friend's former employer (they say it's not what you know, but WHO you know), one was a classified ad brought to my attention by a co-worker, and one was an ad I found on my own in the local paper (well, on their website, anyway).

I still have a really hard time "selling" myself as being THE employee a given employer should hire. I've been playing up my quick learning and adaptation skills, and my versatility — need a designer with programming background, or a quick-learning programmer with design skills?

But, still. I'm no rockstar, no matter what my husband says. I can't let on to potential employers, though.

I'll find something better than banking. I'm sure of it. It may not be the ideal job, but it'll be invaluable experience, and it'll use the part of my brain that makes me happy and fulfilled. I got to do that for six months, while James and I were actively developing our database, and I'd never been happier about going to work.

Of course, I'm *hoping* for the ideal job. That would be pretty keen.

...

Dammit, I *am* a rockstar! Look at all this shit I can do, and without even a CS degree. Really! That database James and I made is pretty posh for Access, considering how much of it we Googled along the way. I can do this. I can hang with the rockstars. I rule!

Toy store!!!

 

Me and my f_¢k€d up dreams

OK, so this time I was at college. It was supposedly BGSU, but again, you know how dreams are. I had a room by myself for a while, then my old roommate Mary moved in with me. (Good christ, Mary teaches the Gifted class now?!) — Anyway, I was living in a poor excuse for a dorm — more like a shabby apartment complex that should have been demolished. But it was mine, and I had it all figured out. But Mary moved her stuff in, and blocked the doorway so people had to literally crawl into the room, and kept moving the beds around into weird and unsuitable places in the room. Then she found a room in the next building over where we could cook food, and proceeded to make four different dishes on the stoves in this dank, dark, unheated and really creepy place she'd discovered. Of the dishes, I only recall the cheesy potatoes. Then she went back to our room and left me to put the food in containers and store it... somewhere. When I finally got back, via back hallways and tunnels, she was asleep or studying or something.

Somehow, at the end of the dream, Mary magically became Amy — either Mary moved out and Amy moved in, or one of those weird dream-things happened, where people just randomly become different people and it's perfectly OK... until you try to explain it later. Anyway, the end of the dream involved me trying to convince Amy that maybe we should move out of the dorm we were in and back into one of the dorms with larger rooms: Rodgers, or even Kohl. She was quite receptive.

I know I forgot a lot of the details, and there were plenty, but that's the basic gist. Jeez, is this what I get for thinking, "You know, I haven't remembered my dreams for quite a while now..."? Or maybe it's from being regularly awakened by my alarm clock earlier than usual, to prepare myself for 8-to-5's again.

Anyway, back to the real world...

I had my phone interview with HCR ManorCare today. Mr. Kevin Shoop sounded to be about my age or thereabouts — seems they had the guy call all the people he could potentially be working with, and tell them about the job to make sure they were still interested. He seriously sounded more nervous than I felt, and that really relaxed me a bit. So, I'm to be one of ten candidates eligible for an in-person interview for this Web Content position, slated to be filled by mid-December. I'm glad I don't have all my proverbial eggs in one basket this time, though — even if I don't get this HCR position, I still have a new job and a pay increase. And a $600 incentive check in January, and another raise in March, if I stick around that long. Either way it goes, I'm happy. I think.

I've been spending an inordinate amount of time on the Saginaires Alumni Association website lately. Well, why not, when we have an alumni benefactor who's donating 300MB of webspace indefinitely, plus covering our domain name (which was once my own "donation")? Oh, yeah, and the traffic on our Yahoo! Group has increased from a rare maximum of 19 messages a month between December 2000 and September 2003, spiking up to 233 messages this October and nearly 1000 this month so far. I attribute the growth to the success of the alumni reunions (which I had nothing to do with this time — I didn't plan it, and I didn't even go, because it's on Black Swamp weekend). They all seem to love the site, so I'm going to continue to run with it. There were times when I'd considered shutting the whole damn thing down — but I didn't, because it was my baby, my first website, the reason I learned HTML in the first place. And now, I'm glad I kept it around. Just goes to show, I guess.

Oh, and by the way: if you feel you must drink diet soda, check out Diet Rite. White Grape rocks my world.

 

Weird Dreams and New Jobs

I had the weirdest, most intense dream last night. I was at work (but not quite; you know how dreams are), and my boss Andrew was there, as was the rest of Lockbox, I think. Somehow, Andrew had been infected with some sort of fatal virus / infestation / disease, one that we knew killed swiftly, horribly and painfully. (No, it's not a revenge dream...) I don't recall how we knew he had it, or where he'd gotten it, though I think he'd stepped in it somewhere. We all knew about it, anyway, and how it ate the flesh of the victim within minutes of becoming active. The skin would turn pitch black, starting from wherever the infection had begun — wherever the victim had first touched the blackness to become infected in the first place. (It reminds me a little of the black oil in the X-Files, but not quite.)

Like I said, we all knew Andrew was infected. We stood around him, kind of keeping our distance, and he leaned on one of the desks, feigning lightheartedness. Tension was high, not only because we knew he was about to die before our eyes, but because we didn't want to become infected ourselves.

We could see the tendrilly waves of blackness creeping around his shoes. (Apparently the virus consumed clothing, too...) Before they got much farther, though, Andrew leaned out toward me, careful to keep his feet back away and clear of me... and puckered up for a goodbye kiss. And, strangely enough, I obliged. Just a peck, mind you, and just a friendly one, like you'd give a relative, but on the lips. This seemed appropriate in the dream, like a final farewell.

A few moments later, Andrew slumped to the floor, still conscious, but in pain. He half-leaned against the desk, half-lay on the floor, and we were aware of the blackness beginning to overtake his ankles. He screamed, and his hands became taut claws of pain. Then I screamed and started to cry, because I was witnessing his death — at which point he stopped screaming and said, "No, no, I'm just kidding. It's really not that bad yet." And he relaxed a bit and grinned up at us.

I was relieved by not yet witnessing his gory death, though a little peeved at his melodrama, but I was still tense and shaking. A few seconds later, I saw that the virus was moving up his legs, and he wasn't faking anymore, and I screamed again, looking away and bracing myself on a table.

Before the virus overtook his entire body, though, I either woke up or shifted to a new dream. I may even have the sequence of events mixed up. At any rate, I didn't stay in the dream long enough to actually witness Andrew's death, which is good.

I've gotta tell you, though, when I woke up this morning, I was tense and stiff and my eyes were crusty, like I'd been crying in my sleep. It's been a long time since I've had a dream that intense. The image of him writhing and screaming on the floor is still burned into my head, and has been all day... which made it that much more interesting to work right next to him all day, while he was subbing for Loni, who's on vacation this week. After seeing Andrew almost die in my dream, I think it made me that much nicer to him today, because I was glad he was alive in real life.

What strikes me most, thinking back on the dream, is: 1.) I was the only one screaming. At Halloween, by the way, the entire office had agreed that they knew I wasn't a "screamer." The others in the dream seemed grossed out, piteous toward Andrew, and concerned about their own safety, but none grieved openly as I did. 2.) I was the only one Andrew made a parting gesture toward. Sure, it was my dream, but he didn't even offer any kind of goodbyes, except the kiss to me.

Usually I can figure out what a dream is about, but I'm not sure about this one. There's only one thing I can think that it might be related to, which brings me to my next topic.

Remember how I said I had three job leads outside Sky and one within? Well... I got the one within! w00t! I'm starting December 1st, and I'll be working 8am to 5pm, no weekends, with a buck fifty pay increase. Hell, yeah. It sounds like I'm moving up from general flunky to cubicle rat; I'll be searching reports and documents for bank clients' missing information, like SSN, address, birthdate, etc, as required by the Patriot Act. Could suck, but could also be better than what I'm doing now. Hell, with such a pay jump, I'd be content, anyway, I think.

So, I suppose that crazy dream could have been my brain reacting to me leaving Lockbox shorthanded, somehow.

Next chapter: I received an e-mail this evening from HCR Manor Care, asking when I would be available for a phone interview. Keep in mind, this gig sounded pretty sweet: interviewing subject matter experts; writing, editing, and structuring web content; audio/video production; and graphic design. Right up my alley, I do believe. So, I'll go through with the phone interview, but I'll sure feel like a dick if I have to back out of the new job at Sky because I got a better deal somewhere else. Especially since I told my new boss in my interview that "I want to stay with Sky." Riiiight...

Soo... I'm going to hope for a phone interview either during my lunch Monday or after work Tuesday, since I don't exactly want to do a phone interview at my desk in the midst of other employees. Were I in a cubicle or office, sure, but not in the middle of Lockbox.

The way I'm looking at things, I don't have to sweat these other interviews now. I do best when I don't get all worked up about it, when I kind of psych myself out of ever actually having the job and just relax and enjoy the interview. At least, it seems that way at the time, I guess. — No, I take that back. I know that's how it is, because that's how I got the Patriot job. :-) Either that, or they had some real slim pickins for candidates...

Anyway, before I psych myself out of any more jobs, I'm going to stop rambling.

 

Kinko's

So, in Sunday's Blade, I found not one but two potentially satisfying classified ads for Web Designers. Which sent me off to Kinko's before work Monday to print off my specially-made resumé stationery. You know, the stuff that perfectly matches my portfolio website. When I proofed my document at Kinko's, though, I realized that I'd goofed while resizing the final paper size to legal (instead of "a half-inch too narrow and an inch too long," according to Uncle Frank). The girl gave me the goof as a sample and I went off to work. Unfortunately, I didn't leave work until 8:30pm (helluva half-day that was, at six hours), so I didn't have time to get back home and fix the PageMaker document and get back to Kinko's to get it printed.

Rant: Since when does Kinko's close?! The BG Kinko's has two signs on their front door: one that says, "24 Hours A Day, 7 Days A Week," and one that gives their real hours of 7am-9pm most days of the week. I thought Kinko's was supposed to be "your 24-hour branch office." WTF? — OK, continuing on...

So, today, after Aaron headed off to work, I fixed my stationery (for real this time) and walked my newly-burned CD-R down to Kinko's. Just as I had done last time, I put my CD on the counter and told the girl (a different one this time) that I had a PageMaker file on the disc of which I needed ten copies, color, tabloid size. She registered all that, and asked me, "Is this, um... is that a PC disc?" Hmm. I informed her that, yes, it was PC. She nodded, took the disc, and headed over to the far side of the employee work area, to the printing computers.

I milled about while she got over there and put the disc in. Finally she called out the name of my file, to make sure that was the one. Yep, it's the only PageMaker file on the CD... but I just replied, "Yep, that's it!" And, of course, I know PageMaker well enough to see over her shoulder at 20 feet that she hadn't installed the fonts before opening the document — the font substitution dialog had come up. She looked confused for a moment, then just clicked through and brought up the document. Then she asked me if I wanted to come look and make sure it was OK before she printed it. I don't think this is standard company policy... but I walked on back to her computer to look. Sure enough, it had substituted something that was not quite my fonts, and she told me so. I informed her that the fonts were on the disc, at which point she got the "boy, am I new here" look on her face and asked me if I knew how to put the fonts on the computer.

Way to make me feel smart, girlie! I needed an ego boost.

I tried to act informed (which, actually, I was) and I said something like, "Well, I don't know exactly how you guys do it here... do you have any font management software on that thing?" Thank you, Graphic Design and Typography... thank you, VCT 308... I sound smart now. And she waded through the Start Menu until she finally found Adobe Type Manager and fumbled her way through installing my fonts. She probably had a bear of a time dealing with it later, because I know what a bitch ATM can be about ejected disks sometimes, especially if you don't know what you're doing.. Anyway, she finally got it going on, and I retreated once more to the customer side of the desk.

From here, the story's pretty standard. Looked at the first printed proof, approved it, got my remaining nine copies, and paid about two bucks apiece for 'em. Yup, over $20 for ten color printouts on 11x17 paper. But I think it'll be worth it. Yeah.

Incidentally, while I was researching hyperlinks for this entry, I came across a job posting on the Thread (formerly Image Source) website, and applied for it. So, that makes three possibilities outside of Sky and one within! Hey, Amy, my tarot was right: things are moving in the right direction! Glad I jumped on it...

 

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