Things to do, things to do. . .
I've been buzzing right along the last few days.
I have an interview on Tuesday with another temp-type agency, which works only with professional, career-centered placements. I have to fill out their mountain of paperwork and also put together a physical portfolio with some of the Spec Ads I've done.
I have some job leads to apply to, one of which was given to my by SuperBoss. Who's just plain Super.
I've been eating REALLY well and actually made it to the gym last night for the first time since last Saturday.
I have ideas for the steampunk costume I want to do for MegaCon.
And, while it's not what I was looking for, the company has actually posted a few job openings here in Orlando. They're all in Finance, and have absolutely nothing to do with my department or even another department I'd work in, but there's at least a bit of hope on the horizon. And hopefully if I just keep my head down and continue turning out large amounts of good work, my job won't go away.
This week, two more people left. Both were 'encouraged' into retirement, which they were already intending, by the company in addition to all the layoffs recently. So many people are gone; people whose long tenures here lended some air of permanence to the company. Of course nothing good lasts, but my concept of permanence is so warped by the previous four years of job-hopping that it literally means staying somewhere more than five years.
I've been getting compliments on my shoes; I have to remember to write the company for some kind of flyers or business cards to hand out. I want to try out being one of those obnoxious 'product-converts' that bothers everyone I meet about some new thing and how their lives are bleak hellish shadows of existence without it.
I have an interview on Tuesday with another temp-type agency, which works only with professional, career-centered placements. I have to fill out their mountain of paperwork and also put together a physical portfolio with some of the Spec Ads I've done.
I have some job leads to apply to, one of which was given to my by SuperBoss. Who's just plain Super.
I've been eating REALLY well and actually made it to the gym last night for the first time since last Saturday.
I have ideas for the steampunk costume I want to do for MegaCon.
And, while it's not what I was looking for, the company has actually posted a few job openings here in Orlando. They're all in Finance, and have absolutely nothing to do with my department or even another department I'd work in, but there's at least a bit of hope on the horizon. And hopefully if I just keep my head down and continue turning out large amounts of good work, my job won't go away.
This week, two more people left. Both were 'encouraged' into retirement, which they were already intending, by the company in addition to all the layoffs recently. So many people are gone; people whose long tenures here lended some air of permanence to the company. Of course nothing good lasts, but my concept of permanence is so warped by the previous four years of job-hopping that it literally means staying somewhere more than five years.
I've been getting compliments on my shoes; I have to remember to write the company for some kind of flyers or business cards to hand out. I want to try out being one of those obnoxious 'product-converts' that bothers everyone I meet about some new thing and how their lives are bleak hellish shadows of existence without it.