two of my favorite things: animaniacs and sherlock
Still not a huge fan of Star Trek, but damn that was an enjoyable couple of hours.
Seriously, anything with Quinto? Simon Pegg? My new crush Chris Pine? AND the Cumbercutie?
I may or may not have broken two of J’s fingers when I first heard that voice. If I hadn’t, I definitely did towards the end. Evil Cumberbatch is HOT. HOT. HOT. HOT. HOT.
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I also may or may not have made J listen to “Cabin Pressure” for the whole whopping twenty minutes we were in the car. He may or may not have laughed. Actually, he lost it when I played him the opening of the Christmas episode.
Which I will now share with you since I’m in such a damn good mood:
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Why am I in such a good mood you ask?
I just got an email from one of the companies I applied to on Friday. It took me forever to change my resume around, write the cover letter and research the company. FOREVER. But obviously, it paid off. It seems like it would be a good job… at the minimum my whacked out liberal ideals would be appreciated for a change. Plus, they might be able to use my marketing background as well.
The thing that bothers me - and this is minor, even though it’s not going to sound like it - is that this is the second company I’ve applied to that has sent me an interview type email. Thanks for applying. Hey! While we have your attention, here’s twenty questions we’d like you to answer. It’s ridiculous. On top of the time it takes me to actually prepare my application, now I have to go back and spend hours answering questions via email. It’s not like you can just fire off an email in response - these are GOOD interview questions and it’s hard to answer them in the right tone over email. How do you not sound desperate when you tell them your salary range is negotiable, but you’re looking to make $X? At least in person, you can gauge the reaction…
And when did it become OK to make THAT one of the screening questions?
If I ask it in the first interview, I’m rude. Unprofessional. So I have to go through the whole process blind - getting my hopes built up until I find that I can’t afford to take the position - but it’s OK to be written off in the first interview question?
*sigh*
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Maybe I should dump my drug dealer and go back to having my brain shrunk. I might be able to qualify for SSDI, and THAT would actually pay me better than unemployment (which, of course, I may not even be eligible for).
I hate this.
I hate feeling powerless.
I hate feeling like a drain on J.
I hate feeling bad that I just spent $18 to drool over a guy in a theatre when I can watch all the stuff saved on the TiVo or the Sherlock DVDs again and again for free.
I just want a real job interview. In person. Where I may actually have a fighting chance
*double sigh*
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Here’s a Sherlock/Cabin Pressure mashup to make me giggle…
see? cas knows that pie is the way to dean’s heart
I’m starting to get feedback from recruiters, and I’m in this weird place of not being experienced enough or having too much experience.
I don’t know how to fix this.
Plus, I’m either too expensive or too cheap. Trust me, while I want to be worth $90K/year, and most of those jobs are surprisingly in my wheelhouse, my experience has been in small companies, so I’m an immediate “no”.
I have no idea how to fix that either.
The best part of this ridiculous in-between is that I’m probably not going to be able to get unemployment because of the clusterfuck the last job became. Did I quit? Was I fired? I don’t know… And the cherry of top of THAT sundae? No one at NHES will talk to you. You have to go there, sit at a computer, raise the flag at that cubicle to get someone’s attention only to have them tell you, “I don’t know. Why don’t you file the claim any way?” Since I’ve already done that once, I just reopened my claim. I guess we’ll see what happens.
Last time, I’d already been through several interviews at this point. I haven’t even had one outside of meeting with two recruiters in Boston last weekend.
I could go on and on and on about how worthless I feel. How bad it feels to get up in the morning and not know what’s going to happen. To send out 10 resumes a day and not get any feedback. To have several recruiters working for me who either aren’t getting feedback or are writing me off quickly because I’m under/over qualified.
i’d like to apologize in advance for my reaction when this man hits the screen on saturday.
After squealing like a stuck pig over my ability to score tickets to go see the most anticipated movie of May 2013 that I really don’t want to go see, I send the husband the email he had to be expecting: “CUMBERTREK!!!!!!!!!!!!! Saturday. 12:30. Salisbury”
I get back: “sounds good”.
He can’t even be bothered to add caps. Or punctuation.
You know you’ve been together too long when he doesn’t even comment on the crazy. It’s like it’s expected now.
The husband is willingly taking me to see Star Trek Into Darkness because of my obsession with this fine man. Neither one of us have any interest in Star Trek, even though Quinto’s in it (and also the adorable Chris Pine… how has he not been on my radar?!?).
But.
I’ve been down in the dumps and it will give me a few hours of Benedistraction.
And he knows it, so he’ll suffer through my ridiculous fangirling every time the Cumbercutie is on screen.
He’s pretty awesome (my husband, not the Cumberbabe, although…) and some days I really wonder why he still hangs around here. I would have left a long time ago.
