I’m flying a lot these days for work. I actually love to travel – and even love the “airport experience”. So it’s not the huge inconvenience that others find it to be. When I started traveling more, I purposefully chose Delta to be my air carrier of choice. I wanted to rack up frequent flyer miles and eventually achieve “status” – that little thing that helps get you upgrades and other perks for being seen as a truly “frequent” flyer.
I don’t want to make a habit of complaining… it just doesn’t ever seem to solve the underlying problem.
But why in the world do people think that being pissy is going to somehow be manageable, especially in the workplace?
I had a thought today at work… researched it, had a possible methodology… and then took it to the person who was responsible for maintaining the existing process (keeping in mind that this person doesn’t actually own the relationship… they’re merely a middleman).
This person then proceeded to rain on the parade. It won’t work because… We’ve already looked at things similar to that… If we ever did anything different than what we are currently doing, it wouldn’t be that…
I just don’t get it. Why wouldn’t you just listen?
long hours at work
When I was a teenager, my folks didn’t want me working. They thought that my attention should be spent on homework and they did a really good job of always providing me with whatever I needed from a material perspective.
But when I was 16, I finally got a job working for the local Burger King. My parents were NOT happy with me – they even refused to TAKE me to work – even when the weather was incredibly bad… and I remember one particularly nasty day of walking through the snow, slush and blowing wind just to get to work.
Of course, the job was not exactly easy – food service isn’t a cakewalk (don’t let anyone tell you any different). I didn’t like touching raw food (still don’t), especially condiments that I would NEVER even eat. And the pay is even worse.
Federal Minimum Wage when I first got a job had just been raised to $3.15. I remember this clearly from the big poster that was required to be placed in the BK breakroom. Even if I worked EVERY available hour between when I got out of school at 3pm, until I went to bed around 11pm (8 hours), I would still only be able to make $25.20/day.
Flash forward to now. I make well more per hour than I did per day back then. This is a good thing (and would be even better if inflation didn’t exist). But now that I’m no longer an hourly employee, I have to work until the job is done. I don’t get to stop when the clock strikes 5pm every day. And on most days, I have several hours of work to do each evening.
And it appears that these days, it’s even longer. With one negotiation, I’ve been working until 7-8pm every night for months. Which dilutes my “per hour” equivalent rate.
So these are the days where I long to be an hourly employee again…. and let’s not even start the conversation if I feel like all my time is well spent. 😉
This is a crazy world.
From no job, to contract job, to self-job, to new job… the whole experience has been an adventure.
Have you seen the Monster.com commercials where they all end with “Today’s the Day?” Well, I searched monster.com for MONTHS looking for jobs. I went on dozens of interviews, received some offers and then I got a call from a recruiter saying that she’d found my resume on Monster.
I got the job. I took the job. I started the job. So now, I guess I can say that Monster.com is why I have a job. Wow.
And just when I think things are going to settle down, I get ANOTHER job call. Another recruiter found my resume on Monster.com. How weird is that? So I turn down this second job because I already now HAVE a job. When it rains, it pours.
But I guess I shouldn’t even PARTIALLY complain, because I’m now employed and things are starting to all come together. But I really wish it would’ve happened just a bit faster. 🙂
I’ve got to write more about the job search… sorry if that’s boring… but it’s really unbelievable.
There has been a position posted for this area (first cool thing) doing what I do (second cool thing). It pays pretty well (third cool thing) and it’s been open for awhile, too (fourth cool thing).
So I applied through a search firm. And then I started to find “similar” jobs from other recruiters in this area. But they weren’t exactly the same. So I wasn’t sure whether to apply to all of them or not (you can’t usually apply for the same job through two recruiters – it just doesn’t look good to the employers) because I didn’t know where they were.
One of the recruiters was initially really interested in me. Then she told me that she was going to submit me. And then she dropped off the face of the planet. Oh well.
So I talked with another recruiter. SHE also thought I was a match. She fell off the face of the planet.
And then I talked with yet another. SHE thought I was a match. She said she was going to submit me. I called her again today. She said she did, but didn’t know the results and regardless was going to submit me again with additional information just to get me in the door to talk with the hiring manager.
Let’s recap. One (apparent) job. THREE recruiters. ZERO follow through on their part. Which is interesting considering that they will make about 30% of my starting salary just for getting me hired. Not a bad days’ income for doing almost nothing (since I was finding THEM).
Pisses me off!
Oh well, I just do what I do. 🙂
Not much to really talk about these days.
Job hunting is always a trip. I wonder why people post jobs that a)don’t exist or b)don’t have all the NECESSARY qualifications listed.
The house is still for sale. I’ve had a LOT of showings. I just keep waiting for a real buyer.
Hunting for jobs is NOT fun. I don’t care whether you’re looking for an hourly position or a salaried job. Sending out resumes, making cold calls… whatever you’re doing, rejections are derigeur. And they’re going to come in by the boatload. If you want more, come get some from me. 🙂
So I’m innocently sitting at my computer the other day and I get an e-mail from Tina. It is a challenge to me to take a “political candidate” test to see who matches up with my personal beliefs. [Quick background note: Tina’s pretty far Republican. I’m not. She’s also politically inclined. I’m not.]
She taunts me with the idea that Joe Lieberman is actually in the top three of her list. She’s doing this to prove to me that I don’t know what the various candidates really stand for – and she’s right. My test is abysmal. Al Sharpton is the 100% match with my views. Scary. I guess I’ll be voting “independent” come November.
In other news, we’re going on a double-date with Carmen tomorrow night. She’s taking US out with the gift certificate we got her as a Christmas present. That’s pretty good return on investment – get to hang out with our friends AND get dinner for free. Cha-ching!
Oh, and house sale news… apparently the person who wants my house is a total home buying newbie. She’s completely skittish and doesn’t really want to negotiate. But what she has been told to get is $3,000 in closing costs. After about 5 back & forth offers and counteroffers, I finally gave an ultimatum tonight. I’m tired of dealing with this. If she doesn’t want the house, that’s fine. I’m tired of playing around with her. She is either going to have to pay for it or go find someplace for free (which is apparently what she feels she deserves as a new home buyer). Hehe.
And I got another job offer. In yet another town somewhere other than Raleigh. This is getting out of hand. Why can’t someone let me stay here?
I am all for going out and having a good time, but I’m stumped as to why it costs more to go out on a Friday night than a Sunday afternoon.
When I returned from Detroit on Friday night, I mentioned that I wanted to go to Kanki for dinner. It’s the nicest Japanese Steak House in Raleigh – and dinner for two starts around $50. Tina was tired and I wasn’t doing too well either (still in a suit from the interview). So we talked for a few moments and decided that a Sunday afternoon date would be better.
So we woke up this morning and planned out our date day. We would go to lunch at Kanki, hang around the mall (where the restaurant is) for a little while to kill some time, then go to a matinee showing of Big Fish.
By the end of the afternoon, we’d spent just over $40. Woo hoo! But I still don’t understand why it was so much cheaper.
Snacks purchased at Target rather than the theatre: $1.25
Movie tickets: $11.00
So our advice to people who want to do a lot with a little? Stay at home on Friday night, go out on Sunday afternoon. 🙂
Life can be incredibly unfair at times.
I’m hunting for a new job. I’ve had interviews all over the country – Atlanta, Los Angeles, Nashville, Washington DC, San Antonio, New York and I’ve got another one in Detroit tomorrow. Until yesterday, the jobs I get aren’t ones I want… the jobs I want aren’t ones I get. But all that changed in an instant when I got the job offer of my dreams at a salary higher than I’ve ever been offered before. But I can’t take it because even at that salary, I can’t afford to live in the location of the job. They’re not willing to let me telecommute (which is something that’s possible given what I do), so I’m stuck, because while it APPEARS to be a lot of money, it’s really less than what I made here. How’s that for bad karma?
Oh well… I keep looking. Maybe something new will come along.
But we finally made it out of the neighborhood yesterday. And as suspected, only my neighborhood still had ice on the streets. The people who live on the road that connects my neighborhood to the main city street have parked their vehicles on the street. They apparently don’t care that as a result, the street scrapers can’t get by and clear MY block.
But folks are still getting into accidents out there, sliding around on the pavement. I just don’t get it. You’d think that even if people were totally unfamiliar with icy roads, it would only take ONE ice storm for them to learn that cars don’t have traction on ice. Even four-wheel drive vehicles don’t have traction when there’s NO tractable surface available for ANY of the wheels to touch.
Unfortunately, they don’t. So people die. Sad, really.
Anyways, I have another house showing today. Maybe these people will buy it – no train, ya’ know.