Book Of Monday

When you think you have things figured out, turn the page.

It Could Always Be Worse

As I do every day, I went to the same drive-thru this morning to get my large cup of blood (aka coffee) and was greeted by the first voice I hear everyday (House Rule #23 - Do Not Talk To Me In The Morning) asking "Would you like to try a Shamrock shake?". I replied, "No thank you, just a large cup of coffee please" only to hear the words that, if it were a Monday, would have returned me to my home and bed: "I'm sorry, we are out of large cups".

I could have ranted, I could have raved. I could have gotten two smalls. What did I do? I drove to the next nearest Golden Arches. Whether it's a job or your morning cup of joe, sometimes you can't get what you want in the usual places, you've got to go someplace you wouldn't normally go.

We All Need A Little Verification

Why is it easier to get verified on Twitter than it is to get verified by a potential employer by getting hired?

Isn't It Ironic?

I spilled anti-bacterial hand gel on my pants today.

My hands were clean.

My pants were not.

Call Me Fred

I got my badge at my temp job today (after 7 weeks of being there) but I still cannot use the locked down computer/scanner/printer with it which was the whole purpose of getting the badge and the fingerprinting and security clearances that had to happen first.

I also made a contact today at a company who has a position that I am interested in and applied for last week but it turns out she is going for the same job.

Everything related to jobs for me seems to be one step forward and one step back.

I guess it could be worse -- one step forward and two steps back. But it could be better too. Ahead Fred is much better than Even Steven.




Answers from yesterday's quiz: 10 (some of you may have guessed 9.9999999999) and hazel

Monday Math

If Sister Rain has 7 jobs in the works and today she finally got an answer back and even though it was a 'No' it was still an answer and honestly she didn't want the job anyway, she swears on the Phillies winning the 2012 World Series, and 2 of the remaining jobs she interviewed for in early February but they say upon follow-up that they are still reviewing candidates, 2 of the jobs she just applied for last week and 1 this past weekend and 1 has been posted and reposted and applied to by Sister Rain over and over again, how frustrated on a scale of 1-10 is she?

And what color are Sister Rain's eyes?

(Answers will be in next blog post)

Scan My Finger

I have been working as a temporary employee for the past 6 weeks at an organization that works with the county’s school district, providing services for children who need them. I have been doing project work for them and spend most of my day with files and a laptop. I don’t interact with children but on Friday I was called down to Human Resources. I never got the necessary clearances because neither the organization I’m working for nor the employment agency who put me there never thought of it until my manager tried to get me a badge so I could work the copier/printer/scanner. High security equipment and all.

One of the clearances was an FBI clearance which was going to cost me $50 until the Human Resources person said they would pay for it. Uh, yeah, cause for what I’m making an hour that would be almost a full day’s work. I also had to get a state police clearance. Roger that.

Lastly, I had to get fingerprinted. Yes, that’s right. Fingerprinted. So I can create Excel spreadsheets, keep up with the filing and do database work. My thumb, pointer finger, ring finger and pinkie on both hands were electronically scanned. Gone are the days of ink pads and stains for weeks which, I will admit, did greatly diminish the whole experience.

The finger I enjoyed scanning was the middle finger. That I don’t mind being recorded for all of history. After all, it’s the perfect image for my job search.