I had the interview with the EVP today. I’m not quite qualified, but the EVP was so gracious about me coming and talking with him. He thanked me several times and said some really nice things, but I just don’t know where I might stand with this gig. You guys know I’m not the most numbers-savvy, and this is something of an analysis-type position (among other things, including giving presentations to top brass - which I’m extremely comfortable with and do well), and I just don’t know…
I brought in some visuals to show him what I have done in past lives, but Mercury is in retrograde now, and it’s a big communication-flubber, and I stumbled through a couple of things. Ugh. I’m just not sure. I know I didn’t ace it, but I don’t think I blew it.
And my boss will probably hate me if/when he finds out that I’ve interviewed. He knows I’m interested. I’ve told him. But I haven’t told him that I’m actually and actively interviewing for the job.
I don’t even know. Time will tell. They want to fill the position(s) within the first couple of weeks in January. Fingers crossed!
So, that hangover. Man, it was a doozy. And I’m not convinced that it wasn’t something else, maybe? A little stomach bug? But I do have to say that the last time I had a Super Hangover I remember thinking the same thing. These both lasted well into days 3 and even 4. That is not good. I may have actually shortened my lifespan with those two biggies.
And for what? I suppose it was lots of fun, eh?
Worth it? Celebrating with a fun friend at a cool place; making out with a devilishly handsome stranger; staying out reeeeaaaallly late on a school night?
You bet! I enjoyed it so much.
I just wish I could find a happy medium, because nights like that are so intense. Like, a happy medium would be to have a couple of drinks and a wonderful dinner with my girlfriend, go to another bar and meet a really wonderful man, give him my phone number so we could go out on a real date later that week, and then head home at a decent hour so I can get some restorative sleep.
My intense nights are like a wild ride that I can’t get off until it’s too late. They are super-duper incredible. Manic, magical, even. But it’s the depression and sickness that always, always follows. Ugh.
I think I’m finally ok. For now.
Anyway. I’m home from work now. I’m “officially” on my Christmas vacation, but I have a couple of things that I have to watch at work and maybe even have to go in on Thursday morning to give a presentation to the execs on the status of one of my projects. I don’t mind this time for whatever reason. I have the time. I’m not traveling. I’m around over the holidays. So I can easily go into the office for a little while. I can even take the dog and let her sit in the CEO’s lap while I present (that’s actually happened more than once!).
I’ve been thinking about my workplace lately. I’ve also been staying as far from Negative C. as possible (which ain’t easy when she’s part of my staff) and I’ve been trying not to let things bother me too much…okay, maybe in the last couple of days or so.
Thing is, I like my work when I don’t feel undermined. I like having a place to go every day. I like the office, even though it’s not in a hip part of town and there’s nothing very cool close by. I like the people who work in the office (save for Negative C., Brown Nosey, and The Underminer). When I stop freaking out about the stuff that has to get done and I’m more patient with the people who just stop at my desk without warning, which is something that happens quite frequently, I’m actually at home there. People know me. I’m kind of part of the family.
Of course, I’m not going to let myself feel lulled into a false sense of security, I’m not that naive, but I’ve been feeling okay the past couple of weeks.
Actually, now that I think about it, I think it has a lot to do with losing some business, so I’m not as crazed because I don’t have those programs to work on…so…never mind.
Regardless, it’s been a decent couple of weeks - chock full of holiday cheer, treats, happy people, extra laughter.
Whatever.
I have a lot to say regarding the state of the USA, what’s happening in the world, and the fear and anguish that I feel, but I’m not even close to being as eloquent as most of you are on here. Or on Facebook. Or wherever. So, I’m kind of keeping my mouth shut and doing a lot of listening. I know that there are people who say, “Stand UP! Take action now!” But I don’t really know what to do right now with regards to what’s happening.
So the best I can do is to give to various charities that I love and start thinking and plotting ways to make a small dent of a difference.
Athena will be back soon and we’ll resume our Brunch Upon a Time and maybe there’s some element that we can incorporate into our brunches somehow that will add a tiny little glimmer of hope out there.
I’m nervous for the future, and thinking about it too much is simply overwhelming. All I can do is hang on, listen, plan and then do the things I believe are the right things to do.
With that, I’m faithfully yours,
GS
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