The New & Unproved Work/Job/Career Thread

[bodysnatcher]

Funny you guys mention it, but I really am passionate about working with a team and creating spreadsheets.

haha nerd

[The Argonaut]

I've found that the part of the interview where I express my love for Microsoft Excel is often the only part where I don't feel like I'm bullshitting and lying

[BurtReynolds]

Honestly it is kinda addictive.

[wease]

Had one walk out today. She didn’t get a position another person got. Apparently i should’ve given it to her even tho she already wanted to transfer to a different center closer to her home in a month.

WHY ARE YOU SO HORRIBLE?!

I ask myself this on an hourly basis

When you ask this, do you pause for a moment and think to yourself, “oh yeah.”?

Never

[spike]

I’ve been tapped to do some potential consulting work, let’s see if it goes anywhere.

[doug rr]

I’ve been tapped to do some potential consulting work, let’s see if it goes anywhere.

you have enough on your plate

[spike]

I’ve been tapped to do some potential consulting work, let’s see if it goes anywhere.

you have enough on your plate

It’s not too involved time wise, so I’m willing to see where it goes. I’m also thinking it’d be good for the kid to go to daycare a couple days a week next year for the socialization aspect, so something like this could be good to fill in those days.

[wease]

Got some interviews lined up for today. Let’s see if any show up.

[wease]

Not a single one showed.

[bodysnatcher]

Not a single one showed.

Seriously?
You have any idea why?

Are these people who individually applied to a job listing? Or being sent through a recruiter?

[wease]

Not a single one showed.

Seriously?
You have any idea why?

Are these people who individually applied to a job listing? Or being sent through a recruiter?

Applied to a job listing. I spoke with each of them either Thurs or Fri last week and set the appointments.

I texted one when she was about 7 minutes late to see if she was coming and she told me no, her interview was tomorrow.

[spike]

Do you do phone screens first? The ones I’d first have a ten min convo with over the phone seemed to always show up.

[wease]

I do. And I had a great conversation with her. That’s why I texted her.

[BurtReynolds]

People just don't want to work anymore.

[wease]

My god. These fucking people.

Had an interview scheduled for 9:00 this morning. I have meetings every Tuesday from 10-Noon so I scheduled her with enough time to be finished by 10. She shows up at 9:42 and kept trying to tell me that it was at 10. WTF is wrong with these people?

[spike]

Amazing. Ask her ten minutes of questions, make your meeting, then toss her resume.

[tragabigzanda]

There is a wolf in me . . . fangs pointed for tearing gashes . . . a red tongue for raw meat . . . and the hot lapping of blood—I keep this wolf because the wilderness gave it to me and the wilderness will not let it go.

There is a fox in me . . . a silver-gray fox . . . I sniff and guess . . . I pick things out of the wind and air . . . I nose in the dark night and take sleepers and eat them and hide the feathers . . . I circle and loop and double-cross.

There is a hog in me . . . a snout and a belly . . . a machinery for eating and grunting . . . a machinery for sleeping satisfied in the sun—I got this too from the wilderness and the wilderness will not let it go.

There is a fish in me . . . I know I came from salt-blue water-gates . . . I scurried with shoals of herring . . . I blew waterspouts with porpoises . . . before land was . . . before the water went down . . . before Noah . . . before the first chapter of Genesis.

There is a baboon in me . . . clambering-clawed . . . dog-faced . . . yawping a galoot's hunger . . . hairy under the armpits . . . here are the hawk-eyed hankering men . . . here are the blonde and blue-eyed women . . . here they hide curled asleep waiting . . . ready to snarl and kill . . . ready to sing and give milk . . . waiting—I keep the baboon because the wilderness says so.

There is an eagle in me and a mockingbird . . . and the eagle flies among the Rocky Mountains of my dreams and fights among the Sierra crags of what I want . . . and the mockingbird warbles in the early forenoon before the dew is gone, warbles in the underbrush of my Chattanoogas of hope, gushes over the blue Ozark foothills of my wishes—And I got the eagle and the mockingbird from the wilderness.

O, I got a zoo, I got a menagerie, inside my ribs, under my bony head, under my red-valve heart—and I got something else: it is a man-child heart, a woman-child heart: it is a father and mother and lover: it came from God-Knows-Where: it is going to God-Knows-Where—For I am the keeper of the zoo: I say yes and no: I sing and kill and work: I am a pal of the world: I came from the wilderness.

[wease]

[bart]

Isn’t there an email or something with the interview time that you can just point to?

[wease]

Isn’t there an email or something with the interview time that you can just point to?

Not in this case. It was all verbal.