January 31
From my brain
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2011
Me 08:52, 31 January 2011 (EST)
Sent to the placement director at CCI.
- OK, so here's the update.
- I contacted Kroger regarding the "bistro chef" position. She had said week before last that she had expected to make a decision by that Saturday (when I had talked to her that Thursday). Last week Wednesday I had called her back namely because I had expected to hear from the bakery any day and the stress of having both of these things hanging out there was killing me.
- Her statement was this: "Well, as you know, you're being hired to replace someone who's leaving the store. In fact, he's transferring to another store...and that's the hold up. Apparently there's been some sort of miscommunication with the other store, and it's holding us up with replacing him here."
- My hope is that they're not being terribly evil here in that if they're giving me THIS much backstory, I'm basically being offered the job, although not 100% officially. Would seriously suck if after it's sorted out they say, "Oh, well, we decided to go with someone else," stringing me along. I don't see that happening.
- I did however make it clear to her that I have the opportunity at the bakery hanging out there and that I was *specifically* delaying calling them back because I like the Kroger opportunity better. However, should they call back, I may be forced into making a decision. I need to know something soon before I give a yes or no to the bakery. She said she understood and appreciated my honesty and said if it came down to it, she would understand if I had to look elsewhere. Haven't heard from her since.
- Last night though, I did hear from the bakery. The text is below.
- This puzzles me on several levels, almost sentence by sentence.
- Yes, the lack of communication has been unnerving.
- Wait...opened? How when I was supposed to be baking all the bread...
- ......"with barely a staff"?? I was trying to figure out how the two of us would be doing all this with me on only 25 hrs a week, but she never mentioned any other staff at all. Still, who's making the bread?
- "I haven't even started doing breads". Beyond confusing.
- During the interview, she specifically stated that she'd only been planning 1-2 breads, bagels, and possibly croissants and scones. She also said she'd be doing smaller items for breakfast and lunch such as sandwiches, utilizing the in-house bread. Cake decorating would be a possibility too, but only 1-2 a month. There was no mention of cookies or anything else.......so what else has a "bakery" been doing if no one has been baking breads yet?
- I'm really, really, really lost now. I went from two opportunities that looked great, to one that's completely stalled, and one -- pardon the baking pun -- is getting flakier by the day. Ping me back when you've had a chance to read this and I'll give you a call to talk it over. I would think that giving Jessica a call back today might be warranted, but I don't want to seem pushy. I just don't know right now what the hell is going on.
- Drop me a line when you can.
- Thanks,
- Me
2008
Me 08:34, 31 January 2008 (EST)
I ditched out of work an hour early yesterday after talking with the doctor's nurse. I went home, told Wifey she has no worries about me turning into an alcoholic like her first husband, cuz that'd be a fast track to cirrhosis and death. Yay!
What bugs me is that I'm trying to clear my head for this whole move thing. Yesterday I finally presented to the guild my final decision on the raiding. Mixed reviews, but a decision needed to be made. Whatever. I fill my cup of iced tea, and a half hour later I get the doctor's call. WTF?
Can't I just have ONE less plate spinning?
2007
Me 07:50, 31 January 2007 (EST)
So, I'm really not used to this whole dreaming thing. I don't think I'm getting that much more rest than I was before (if I am getting more at all), but all of a sudden I'm dreaming even in a 5 hour window of sleep. I had another one this morning, but yesterday's takes the cake.
I really should have done this yesterday so it would be clearer in my head, but I had this bizarre dream where while driving around town, I ended up picking up three women. One was older than me (around Lisa's age), the second was right around my age (or a tad younger), and the other was a teenage girl. We all were sitting around talking, laughing, and joking around at this weird single-story house...until Wifey came home.
At that point, we scrambled and I had to usher everyone out the back of the house so she wouldn't "catch me in the act" or something. The girl took off on a bicycle, and somehow the other two women drove off in their cars, which was odd since I drove them to my house. (Additionally, it was odd because Wifey didn't see / hear them drive away.)
My thoughts that are in someway these three represented my current "real job", my writing, and cooking inside of me. Was Wifey's arrival somehow me feeling that the three of those are all getting pushed aside with her doing the Tastefully Simple stuff? That's a lovely little self-mind screw.
I could seriously go crazy trying to psychoanalyze myself.
Me 10:48, 31 January 2007 (EST)
Callistana is currently reading Terry Pratchett Interesting Times, and had sent me this quote:
- "He was no good at anything else. Wizardry was the only refuge. Well, actually he was no good at wizardry either, but at least he was definitely no good at it. He'd always felt he had a right to exist as a wizard in the same way that you couldn't do proper maths without the number 0, which wasn't a number at all but, if it went away, would leave a lot of larger numbers looking bloody stupid. It was a vaguely noble thought that had kept him warm during those occasional 3 A.M. awakenings when he had evaluated his life and found it weighed a little less than a puff of warm hydrogen. And he probaby had saved the world a few times, but it had generally happened accidentally, while he was trying to do something else. So you almost certainly didn't actually get any karmic points for that. It probably only counted if you started out by thinking in a loud way 'By criminy, it's jolly well time to save the world, and no two ways about it!' instead of 'Oh, shit, this time I'm really going to die'."
Sounds like my job.
Me 13:41, 31 January 2007 (EST)
/love ZOMG!
