Moving Woes
Beware: Long and rambly post about prospective work and living arrangements and my inability to drive a car.
I had an interview in Seattle today. 90 minute drive in decent traffic. So I got there 20 minutes early. Well and good, like an eager little prospective employee.
The place is NW Surgical Associates, as a CMA. Which is what I do now. Only on a much narrower scale, which would be nice, since I am so overworked in my current position.
Benefits rock, I'd be making at LEAST a dollar more an hour, probably two. They only asked me what I'd like to make, so I put an offer of $13/hr on the table, but I think it'll be more like $15, at the least. And I'd get 11 hours of PTO a month. So basically, a week off every 4 months, if I wanted it.
Of course, this takes effect AFTER my cruise is scheduled...which is a bridge I'll cross when I get to it.
The interview itself couldn't have gone better. I arrived at 2:45 to do the application and paperwork and didn't leave the office until 4:15. I had a nice, lengthy answer for every question. I never stumbled with Ums and Uhs. I loved the woman who interviewed me. She asked me when I'd ever gone above and beyond in the workplace, and I had an answer. A GOOD ONE. The only place I stumbled was when she asked me about what I know of their office and what kind of surgery they did. All I could think of was 'breasts' (hush
aliaspiral).
She gave me a tour around the office and then asked me to spend time with one of the current CMA's on staff. She was really bubbly and kinda weird, she and I sat and talked for 20 minutes or so. She was very excited and said that Toni (the manager) really liked me, or she wouldn't have asked that we sit and talk. So that was excellent.
All in all, I reallllly hope I get this one.
If I sound less then giddy, it's because afterward I went to dinner and had very eh Thai food with friends. And on the way back to check out the new apartment, I got in a car accident.
Yes.
Another one.
I was on a steep hill in a stick shift car. The person behind me didn't leave me enough space and I backed into her when I was trying to hit the gas. No damage to either vehicle and no one was injured. And she was kinda nice about it. I'm hoping it'll just be fine and she wont report it.
The last guy never reported it. And I actually left damage to his car.
So...that left me shaky and miserable for a good thirty minutes. And then I went to check out the new apartment.
Not exactly what I expected.
It's bigger than I thought. Lots of storage. But basically... it looks like someone lives there. The previous tenants (her parents) left everything there. Dishes, food, clothing, bedding, beds, furniture, really hideous artwork. I wont be able to get rid of any of the furnature. Which is great, because right now all I own in this house is my desk and Queen sized bed.
The new apartment has two twins, that must stay. This makes me unhappy. *pout*
I can live with ugly and my hope is to put the two twins together, but whatever. And also, the kitchen is the size of a closet and the stove is like, half size. Which is also okay, because I don't cook. Like, at all. I haven't used the stove in this house since making no-bake cookies four months ago.
But the reality is the amount of money I'd be saving, and using to pay off debt, is just too good to pass up.
So I'll give it a little bit more thought, and make sure Carol still wants me and my two kitties there, but I think it's going to be a go.
*collapses*
I need sleep. VERY long day.