Job Hunt Update

Yesterday, while preparing for interviews at one company I saw by the spy phone that the other company I had interviewed with was calling.

Companies only call with good news so I eagerly answered the phone. It was not good news. OK, maybe not horrible news. I did not get the job but they were very impressed and were forwarding my resume to another area in the company.

I do understand why he felt that was “good” news but getting kicked in the balls and being told that “at least I didn’t get both testicles” is a rather unwelcome message.

So, with that to cheer me up, I started to prepare for the Cub Scout crossover ceremony that night. My speech was well received there. Maybe that was because I abandoned my prepared comments on the way up and spore more or less extemporaneously. Something a bit more upbeat and involving the kids. Also a couple of allusions for the adults that sailed over the kids heads. Nothing slascious, jst self depricating. I'll be opening in the coconut room on Tuesday.

We try to tell the Boy Scouts that false enthusiasm can mask many sins – here was living proof. Except for Tim no one knew that I did not want to be there. Leadership is also doing what is right rather than what is convenient (if any of you scouts have found this blog you better get that message).

After the meeting a Boy Scout was angling with Tim to get his endorsement for senior Patrol Leader. His angle was to denigrate the other contenders by pointing out their failings. When pressed, he failed to comprehend that he shared in the failings. Needless to say he was not getting an endorsement.

I only mentioned this because that Scout showed up in a dream last night. {OK, that is a sentence a scout leader should never write.} This boy was my co-worker as a parking lot attendant (in the dream if you aren’t following). When my back was turned he lobbied for a better job and became my supervisor. When I confronted him he headed into the office leaving me to do all the parking lot work.

Way to get psyched up for an interview.

Despite this I was boffo in the interviews. It’s for a job I could really do in a business culture I am familiar with. I was very much at ease and could easily discus the subjects at hand. Plus I didn’t use the word boffo or any swears, which had to be good. I would not be surprised with a second set of interviews. Then again, I would not be surprised if I didn’t – it is such a weird job market these days.

When I got home there was a message from a recruiter at my old company. They wanted to set up a screening interview. I was a bit shocked by that as I have worked with most of the management of the area and didn’t think a screening was required. However, the job is to support a big government contract and they wanted to know if I had Government/Military service (yes) was honorably discharged (yes – they’d do anything to get rid of me) and whether I am a US Citizen (unless Mom and Dad have a shocker for me I am pretty sure I am).

So as usual, the week ended looking up. At least I’m not looking up for the usual reason – I’m passed out on my back on the floor (OK – if there is a recruiter reading this – that was humor. It was poor humor, but humor nonetheless.

TTFN.