the sherlock fandom makes the best gifs
The whole idea behind this blog was that it was supposed to be a less personal, more family friendly, photoblog. It was supposed to serve as the yang to That Other Blog’s yin… and somewhere along the past six years, it’s kind of lost its way.
Now, it’s become a spot where I dump some of my favorite tumblr stuff and obsess over British TV shows. Oddly enough, I’m OK with that. Any blog I’ve ever written has always been a place that reflects where my head is at at any given point in time (and generally uncensored, which always made life interesting). I’m sure in a few years, I’ll look back at the archives and be all ‘what the fuck’, but for now, it’s a good time capsule of where my head was at during my latest ‘dark’ period.
I can’t / won’t talk about my former employer here… but I can tell you that towards the end, I had been working on my exit plan. They just beat me to it. The last few months were a bit not good…and it definitely showed by my obsession with fan fiction, with Doctor Who and Top Gear marathons, with watching the same
five Sherlock episodes over and over and over, and spending way too many hours on my Superwholockian tumblr account. WAY TOO MANY HOURS.
I’m starting to claw my way back out of it. Losing my job without a new one to jump to made life a lot worse and not having the people I thought I could count on there for support made it worse. Thankfully, other friends stepped up and kept me as sane as possible. Which is to say, not very sane. BUT. NJ, MKS and MM helped more than I’ll ever be able to thank them for. So if you’re reading this, you three, thank you, thank you, thank you!
Eventually, this blog will shift back to being more personal, more photobloggy (with my photos). I don’t have a time frame, but I know it will return to what it used to be as soon as I do.
Thanks for sticking around.
Three is a magic number, right? In case you haven’t been playing along with the home game, that’s the exact length of time I’ll have been unemployed before…
(drum roll please)
I start my new job on Monday.
I’m sorry. Let me rephrase that.
I START MY NEW JOB ON MONDAY!!!!!!!!!!!! WOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
This one was a wild ride. They never hire people - it’s a family business and there hasn’t been any turnover in forever - so it really was a weird experience. I was trying to keep my cool and not do The Interview Spazzout. (Seriously. That’s a thing.) It was hard, though. I have so many mixed feelings about how I left my previous employer that it was hard to get through the “What happened? Why were you laid off?” without either a) bursting into tears or b) getting angry. It’s complicated… even if you think you know the full story about life at my former employer, you don’t have a fucking clue. So, yeah, that.
It was funny - the guy doing the interview was a UConn grad, so we shot the shit a lot about the campus and that sort of thing. We talked about the dorms at South Campus being torn down / rebuilt and I said something about how I wasn’t at The South Campus Massacre because I was on the road with the hockey team or something. (I really wish I could remember where I was - I only remember hearing some friends telling stories about being pepper sprayed.) He like breaks off mid sentence, hauls ass to his office, and comes back with a UConn hockey puck.
It was surrreal. It was almost like he was trying to impress me. (Which, I have to be honest, I TOTALLY loved.) Other than that, I really felt comfortable there. At this point in my career, accounting is accounting is accounting, so the personality fit is more important. Is MOST important.
I don’t know. It’s 30 companies as compared to the five I had been working for. But it’s all the same industry and there’s a system in place, which makes it way different. Which isn’t to say that there aren’t things that need to be improved… plus they’re moving to a new software system, so hello! Double learning curve. Just my type of thing.
We’re actually doing a temp-to-perm thing, and I’ve already told another company (that I would have liked to work for) that I’m currently unavailable, but I don’t see myself leaving at the end of the temp period. I don’t see them letting me go, either. I think it’s just to make them feel better.
The only thing that really sucks about this is that it’s a local company. I just don’t have the experience, the software expertise and the CPA designation needed to get a comparable job with an international company. I don’t know what this means for our plans to move to London… but when I started looking, I knew I’d be stuck in the States longer than I wanted to be.
Oh well, we’ll figure it out sooner or later. We always do.
New message from [some person I used to know]: xxx-xxx-xxxx
There’s been too many spaces in our togetherness. Our relationship is defined by separation. By silences. - Megan McCaffery (Fourth Comings)
The silence has been broken.
i swear to dog, there needs to be a tumblr blog dedicated to nothing but freeman’s tongue…
Didn’t get the job I wanted, but I have an interview tomorrow and a phone interview on Tuesday.
I don’t know about other states, but filing an unemployment claim in NH is a pain in the ass. Do you know how many places I send my resume to on a daily basis?!?! I had like five screens worth of data. It was that ridiculous.
So much I want to vent about… but I’m pretty proud of myself for submitting this cover letter, so I’ll block out the ick with proof of my insanity. I’ve honestly never seen a job posting online that would merit some sort of response like this, but I’m glad the creative part of my brain came out to play. I’m even happier that it worked in my favor. Have a phone screen next Tuesday.
To whom it may concern,
Despite your request for a lengthy cover letter, I promise to keep it short in order to make sure you actually read my letter instead of falling asleep. I’m sure you’ve received thousands of cover letters that all say the same thing, so please indulge me while I endeavor to make my boring cover letter stand out in the massive sea of paperwork you’ve been swallowed by,.
I would LOVE to work in the beautiful city of Haverhill, MA! It’s my favorite place on earth! (That’s pronounced Hay-ver-hill, correct?) I would be unbelievably thrilled to work for a company that is stable and has a great team of people to work with. I would especially love having to attach a coversheet to my TPS report. I really hope that’s part of your culture, because I love TPS reports as much as I love Haverhill, MA!
Let’s see… It’s probably time to be a little serious. I have over 10 years of accounting experience ranging from A/P to A/R, month and year end closes, analysis of balance sheet accounts, blah, blah blah. You have asked for specifics, so by the end of 3 months, I shall have achieved dominance over the general ledger and made it my pet. By the end of 6th months, I will have finished streamlining any systems that may have some drag to them. I hate drag. It slows me down. By the end of 12 months, you will be wondering how you lived without me.
Basically, I am definitely qualified for the job because I will make that general ledger bow to my will. Let me prove to you just how much I rock during the course of an interview. I was laid off from my previous employer, so I can start within the next thirty five minutes if that suits your needs. (It’s about a half hour drive from the glow-in-the-dark town of da ‘brook, so I will need a little bit of a buffer. I get lost. A lot.)
By the way, I have an excellent sense of humor and play well with others.
It definitely was a huge risk, but it paid off. My dad would be so proud…
can’t. handle. the. cuteness.
I’ve come to the conclusion that I HATE applying for jobs in this brave, new, world. Yeah, the internet makes it easier for HR / recruiters, but it’s a bitch for job hunters. Why do I have to fill out twenty screens about my work history, etc. when it’s all in my resume? I swear, they must make it near impossible for the unemployed to apply just so they can limit the number of applicants.
The good news, if there is any, is that I’ve found a few international companies to apply for. The other good news is that I have the time to do nothing but take over an hour to fill out one freaking job application on line.
I don’t know… I’ve had some interesting positions placed in front of me from some different recruiters. Maybe there’s a light at the end of the (very short?) tunnel. I don’t know yet…
I had to cancel my plans to go to London for Nick’s wedding. It was too expensive to fly overseas and since I wanted to pay for everything the day it went on the card, it would have eaten up cash reserves we may need until I can find a job. I guess I’m glad we waited for the invite before we solidified our plans… I didn’t want to go into debt for this especially since I don’t know if we’d even be able to make the minimum card payments…
I also quit the Muchachos this morning. Not a happy decision and not a quick one. The bass line never had the same line up, we only met once every two weeks, and it’s hard to practice (let alone memorize) when you don’t have the passion. I’ve been frustrated since our second rehearsal, and it’s just not fun for me. It breaks my heart to make this choice, too, but I just don’t care anymore. I’d chalk it up to post job-loss depression, but this started back in November. I feel bad that I’m letting them down… I really am. We have two big parades coming up this month, but I just can’t find the energy to even care that I’m letting them down. (“Oh! Look! There goes the last fuck I give!” as the kids on tumblr say.)
I’m cutting friends out of my life because they can’t bother to be there when I need them (see yesterday’s entry), so why should I keep anything else in my life that doesn’t bring me joy?
Also, anytime I see Bibbety Bobbety Chumbawumba’s real name, a certain song plays on my iPod / iTunes, and once in a restaurant. WTF, universe? Those days are LONG past. Can you give up on the torture now? Cumberbabe’s not even related to that time period… they just happen to share three letters! Three stupid, insignificant letters. Grrrrrr…