Okay now, all together - make the image in this post ring.
Well, you see, I am still waiting to hear about employment. Argh, quelle pain (yes, I know that in French that technically means "what bread". So sue me), eh?
To recap, for you at-home listeners.
Job #1 - Interview was on 5/23
Job #2 - Interview was on 5/30
Job #3 - Interview was on 6/7
My top choice is #3. It's the only one I have a recruiter for, and he is pushing to get a decision from the Hiring Manager this week as the company is looking to have someone starting by the first week in July. Between 2 week notices and time to set up the still rather spartan cube structure, they'll need this much time. I am thinking, hoping, praying that it'll be decided in my favor by Friday the 15th.
Job #2 is my second choice. I have no idea how much competition I have for that one. As for #3, I only care a little. It's a very low-paying role and, really, that place only gets away with paying what are essentially (I am not exaggerating) poverty wages because their name has a LOT of cachet. If people only knew what they pay!
Anyway - I will make my round of calls on Wednesday if I have not heard anything by then. I'll just go down the line. Top choice, second choice, last choice.
A much as I want work, I also want closure. I want someone to tell me - sorry, we went with someone else - if that turns out to be the case. Or, sorry, but we lost our budget and cannot hire you. Hey, I'm a big girl. I can take it. I have heard such things before and did not crumple. The world did not go careening off its axis.
But I do want to know. And I find it rude, annoying and more than a little unprofessional to not be told.
In the meantime, everything I hear that even remotely sounds like a ringing phone is making me jump. And I've got at least two more days of this if I don't hear before I start my round of phone calls.
And this all got me thinking - here's where the tie to weight loss comes in, folks - is there is patience and there is a bit of insanity. I think being patient enough to understand that it does not all come off in one shot is, well, the mature thing. I started off very, very fast and I still took several months to peel off 100 pounds. Any faster would have been truly unhealthy.
But there's also the part where, well, patience is one thing, but is it also, sometimes, just an excuse for not pushing yourself? Oh, it'll take months - might as well get used to that. Ho hum, another doughnut. After all, doughnut or not, it's still going to take months, right?
Egad, such is the way of the slippery slope, eh?
So my suggestion is, to have as much patience for this process as is necessary to cope and get through day to day and month to month and year to year operations. But also have enough itchiness, enough desire and enough fingers tapping on the dashboard, leg jiggling, key rattling DESIRE to get it all done yesterday. Because patience is the long-term stuff, but impatience, I think, is where the breakthroughs can happen. It's where you realize you should push yourself harder. It's where you dig deep down.
In the meantime, if you hear a phone ringing, hang on, and I'll get it as it may be for me. And woe be to any phone spammer out there (Rachel of Card Member Services or whatever your fake robot name is, this means YOU) who calls first.
But you won't get me tomorrow night, sorry.
I'll be running a little something I like to call my 29th 5K.
And I will not be taking my phone with me.