Yeah. I applied. For a job-job. You can blame furrydoc if I get it because she nudged me into this. It’s a job I’d actually love to have. I know the people. I’ve seen the work they do. It’s meaningful and varied and interesting.
Though it’s part-time, it has benefits up the whazoo. Benefits. When’s the last time I had benefits? Oh, such a long, long time ago.
While I was talking to the boss about what they’re looking for, another potential applicant came in. A woman I know. A woman they know, too.
“I’m desperate for this job,” she said. “Desperate.”
She lives in a lovely house on a hillside that was recently and extensively “done” by a short-term husband. I’m not sure what’s driven her to desperation, but I’ll bet her house doesn’t have broken foundation beams and a joke of a bathroom like mine does. Even if my house were falling into a sink-hole, though, and even if I were in dire financial straits for any reason, I don’t think I’d choose “I’m desperate” as a job-seeking strategy.
But who knows? Whatever works. This would be a terrific job to have. So I’ll choose “I’d be excited to work with you wonderful people, doing this wonderful thing you do. And I’ll be as big a help to you as I can be.”
Oh dear, Claire. A JOB! Whoa!
No, just kidding. It actually sounds good. Benefits are good. Steady income is good.
Hope it works out for you.
Rod Serling, is that you? Next someone will tell me I’ll be applying for a job.
What is this ‘benefits’ of which you speak?
These days, ‘benefits’ amounts to a signed copy of a book on which I did graphic design. (Which is a hint: There’s another good one — book; not necessarily my design — coming from Vin Suprynowicz RSN.)
Hope you get the job. But shades-of-the-50s when a part-time job offers any kind of benefits.
I agree, Claire. “I just got out of a short-term marriage and desperately need this job” sounds like trouble coming.
This woman is obviously a manipulator and a taker; it certainly worked with her husband. She may well have planned the whole thing. You, of course, are the total opposite. Now, IMHO, it’s just a question of whether the ones doing the hiring are insightful enough to see that.
I sometimes think about football coaches’ personalities. There are all types, screamers and quiet guys, encouragers and terrifiers. All types can work; what can’t work is a coach who tries to use a style unnatural to him. You have been true to yourself and they’d be fools not to hire you. I don’t see how you could have handled it any better. I’ll try to wish good things.
I hope you get the job, and that it is everything you want. Benefits? I hope those turn out to be something good too… 🙂
Too revealing to tell us what exactly is “the work they do”? And what you expect your duties there to be?
I’m looking for work, too. Laid off from my dream telecommuting job of the last nine years.
Fingers crossed for you Claire and I hope we’ll soon hear details of what they do and how well you’re fitting in with them.
Thanks for the smiles and good wishes, guys. If I get the job, I’ll definitely let you know what it is.
Yeah, part-time with benefits is pretty unusual these days, and better yet the job is interesting enough to be worth apping for even if it didn’t have them.
I expect they’ll get a lot of applicants and will go for someone younger, but if it came down to a choice between me and that other woman, I’d choose me. 🙂
Bill, I remember you got laid off — and from a dream job, yet. And Bear … well, best of luck to you both. Difficult times.
So, maybe it is not handrolling joints in a medical marijuana factory?
I think about a job now and then. It was enjoyable when I was working as an engineer, and I probably could still work in almost any capacity for an individual “off the books”, but I’m too allergic to all the usual bureaucratic BS that is involved. Anyway we already “contribute” too much to the federal government for their main job of bombing women and children…
As a relative of mine once said, I tried a joy once, and didn’t like it. I had worked the same job for 38 years when I retired, I still miss the people at times, not the job so much.
job not joy lol
Matt — trust me, nobody would ever hire me to do that. Never could master the art. My joints always looked like badly designed party favors, with big twists on the ends and all the good stuff falling out of the big, fat blob in the middle.
Paul — I hear you about already “contributing” too much to the fedgov. But alas the need to contribute to the needs of my house repair, my pooches, and my ownself override my desire not to contribute to Our Masters.
keeping my fingers crossed. You would be great at it.