Recovering Update
Nov. 22nd, 2011 11:21 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
luckycanuckI went by my old job yesterday. They were having a training day and my demographic work was mentioned, and I got the chance to tell everyone who asked what I was doing now that I was working for Luckycanuck Consulting. (Not the real name.) I designed and ordered some business cards too, and it looks like there will be some upcoming work over the next couple of months. I also attended the Christmas party they staged with a UN theme.
My frustration at the two public service jobs I was knocked back from has grown. I can't think about it without getting stewed up about how asinine their rationale was. The second interview I had was for nine jobs, and they told me they were impressed by my experience and that I could handle the job. Then they came back and said my experience was too political. I aced the interview and there was nothing I could have done to get the job. I think that new jobs in the public service are going to peter out soon on account of hitting the December/January quiet season, so I am going to speak to agencies tomorrow to suss out what is happening and what chance there is of work.
In the meantime, I am studying. I got about halfway through my Cert III textbook since starting in on it today. It looks good so far, and I hope to get my qualification early in the new year, depending on how the internship goes. I'm not sure what that will be like.
I will also have the fire brigade to keep me busy. I was approved back in September but they didn't notify me until just last week. I have my first day of training tomorrow and should be coming home with gear.
We have found people to replace Esky and Ginger Harpist. With two people leaving, we will have two friends who already get along moving in. We narrowly preferred them over a couple who we thought might bring a different atmosphere, whereas we got the sense that the new arrivals would be more likely to recreate the atmosphere of Helga and Alleluia.
In the meantime Ginger Harpist is still here until this weekend along with her boyfriend. I find I am more than a little annoyed that I went in to bat for her to get her in the house in the first place, convincing the others that she would be fine, and now she is leaving, in part because she doesn't have the house to herself with me at home. Maybe it's best that she leaves, but I do kind of resent the fact that she seems to have turned so suddenly. She didn't mind me being around the house when I picked her up from the airport.
Additionally, I've not warmed to her guy at all. I feel like he is in my space. This morning I put the kettle on, and five minutes later it was still cold because he had unplugged it to plug in his coffee grinder because he is a precious and unique snowflake who can't possibly face the day without a precisely ground coffee. Also, he is about the most effeminate straight guy I've ever met. This is all probably to do with my annoyance at having my space cut down and my routine infringed rather than any actual problem with the guy. At any rate, it will be over soon.
My recovery from the pushups is pretty much done. I'll hit the gym hard tomorrow now that a minor strain on my right side under the shoulder seems to be healing up. I also plan to continue Black Dog Pushups with visits to other cities and greater media preparation. I've now made business cards for this project which should arrive with my consulting cards. I've also started telling prospective clients that I will be offering training on a freelance basis.
My frustration at the two public service jobs I was knocked back from has grown. I can't think about it without getting stewed up about how asinine their rationale was. The second interview I had was for nine jobs, and they told me they were impressed by my experience and that I could handle the job. Then they came back and said my experience was too political. I aced the interview and there was nothing I could have done to get the job. I think that new jobs in the public service are going to peter out soon on account of hitting the December/January quiet season, so I am going to speak to agencies tomorrow to suss out what is happening and what chance there is of work.
In the meantime, I am studying. I got about halfway through my Cert III textbook since starting in on it today. It looks good so far, and I hope to get my qualification early in the new year, depending on how the internship goes. I'm not sure what that will be like.
I will also have the fire brigade to keep me busy. I was approved back in September but they didn't notify me until just last week. I have my first day of training tomorrow and should be coming home with gear.
We have found people to replace Esky and Ginger Harpist. With two people leaving, we will have two friends who already get along moving in. We narrowly preferred them over a couple who we thought might bring a different atmosphere, whereas we got the sense that the new arrivals would be more likely to recreate the atmosphere of Helga and Alleluia.
In the meantime Ginger Harpist is still here until this weekend along with her boyfriend. I find I am more than a little annoyed that I went in to bat for her to get her in the house in the first place, convincing the others that she would be fine, and now she is leaving, in part because she doesn't have the house to herself with me at home. Maybe it's best that she leaves, but I do kind of resent the fact that she seems to have turned so suddenly. She didn't mind me being around the house when I picked her up from the airport.
Additionally, I've not warmed to her guy at all. I feel like he is in my space. This morning I put the kettle on, and five minutes later it was still cold because he had unplugged it to plug in his coffee grinder because he is a precious and unique snowflake who can't possibly face the day without a precisely ground coffee. Also, he is about the most effeminate straight guy I've ever met. This is all probably to do with my annoyance at having my space cut down and my routine infringed rather than any actual problem with the guy. At any rate, it will be over soon.
My recovery from the pushups is pretty much done. I'll hit the gym hard tomorrow now that a minor strain on my right side under the shoulder seems to be healing up. I also plan to continue Black Dog Pushups with visits to other cities and greater media preparation. I've now made business cards for this project which should arrive with my consulting cards. I've also started telling prospective clients that I will be offering training on a freelance basis.
