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So, it's been a crazy day.
Did one interview, for job requiring stupid amounts of travel. Am pretty much thinking it's a bad idea to proceed to the next round of interviews.
Did second face-to-face interview for a job writing technical papers on risk management for a bank. On the plus side, I'd be working very closely with a good friend from uni. On the minus side, the document they gave me to critique as part of the interview made me lose the will to live. I somehow don't think I'd be happy doing this one. (Went out for coffee with the friend who recommended me, and he says my writing samples are far and away the best they've seen, and he's convinced I can do the job, but still...)
Talked to mom this evening. All is not well. She woke up with her foot quite bruised, and it looks like she'll be going to see the surgeon tomorrow afternoon. (One of my oldest friends, who happens to be a nurse, talked to her today, and convinced her that yes, she should "bother" the surgeon and go see him.) At the Sweetie's urging, I think I'll be making a flying trip up north to make sure I get the full scoop on what's going on.
Agenda for the rest of the evening:
Create application packages for the four jobs I was going to work on tomorrow
Finally set up the shiny new laptop that is still sitting, neglected, in its box
Pack
Did one interview, for job requiring stupid amounts of travel. Am pretty much thinking it's a bad idea to proceed to the next round of interviews.
Did second face-to-face interview for a job writing technical papers on risk management for a bank. On the plus side, I'd be working very closely with a good friend from uni. On the minus side, the document they gave me to critique as part of the interview made me lose the will to live. I somehow don't think I'd be happy doing this one. (Went out for coffee with the friend who recommended me, and he says my writing samples are far and away the best they've seen, and he's convinced I can do the job, but still...)
Talked to mom this evening. All is not well. She woke up with her foot quite bruised, and it looks like she'll be going to see the surgeon tomorrow afternoon. (One of my oldest friends, who happens to be a nurse, talked to her today, and convinced her that yes, she should "bother" the surgeon and go see him.) At the Sweetie's urging, I think I'll be making a flying trip up north to make sure I get the full scoop on what's going on.
Agenda for the rest of the evening:
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Date: 2010-01-20 12:28 pm (UTC)I am glad.