So, after getting sucked into a random vortex of trying to find an acne treatment. . .
[Proactive wasn't effective after a few years so I switched to Skin ID. Skin ID was a total bust that did nothing and I wasn't impressed with customer service. I switched back to some Proactive I had left over and that's been working better than the Skin ID, but I need to decide if I want to go back to Proactive (with the reformulated) or try something else. I'm toying with the idea of Exposed Skin Care.]
. . . and reading all sorts of reviews and this and that and the other, I have come to the profound truth: acne, you're a bitch.
Thursday, March 31, 2011
Timing
So I got a call for an interview! Yay! About 8ish hours away. Eeeehhhh. Right for when my sister is due to have her first child. Oh crap! But wait, it turns out there are basically three open positions and I'm one of under 30 people who are being called in for an interview. So how do you say no? Simple. You don't. You schedule and hope that the kid stays put until your interview is concluded.
I admit I hesitated. It's a looong way. It's a lot of toll, gas, and overnight accommodations to pay for. I got burned the last time I went to an interview for a similar job. My niece is scheduled to arrive. But it's a chance at a JOB. A job! Me having to hack it on my own. (scary) Me getting to have my own space, time, things, etc. (lovely!)
Aaaand, they already seem a lot nicer than the burn interview. Confirmation e-mail and everything!
I admit I hesitated. It's a looong way. It's a lot of toll, gas, and overnight accommodations to pay for. I got burned the last time I went to an interview for a similar job. My niece is scheduled to arrive. But it's a chance at a JOB. A job! Me having to hack it on my own. (scary) Me getting to have my own space, time, things, etc. (lovely!)
Aaaand, they already seem a lot nicer than the burn interview. Confirmation e-mail and everything!
Tuesday, March 29, 2011
Hair Woe
Ohhhhhhhh! :-( HAIR!!!!!!!!!!
Growing your hair out is a giant pain in the butt! I want long hair again (at least I thought I did for a while . . .) but now that I'm in that very looooong lasting in-between awkward stage I want to smack every woman I see with a cute short haircut.
I dream of long braids, ponytails, buns with the cutest hairsticks, and it being a bit less obvious if I didn't wash my hair the night before.
I dream of cute short hair that dries and washes quickly, is cute and fun, and easy to style.
Oh!
I have moments when I just want to shave it all off. I know my hair has grown in six months, but it seems like it hasn't done anything but get awkward.
Growing your hair out is a giant pain in the butt! I want long hair again (at least I thought I did for a while . . .) but now that I'm in that very looooong lasting in-between awkward stage I want to smack every woman I see with a cute short haircut.
I dream of long braids, ponytails, buns with the cutest hairsticks, and it being a bit less obvious if I didn't wash my hair the night before.
I dream of cute short hair that dries and washes quickly, is cute and fun, and easy to style.
Oh!
I have moments when I just want to shave it all off. I know my hair has grown in six months, but it seems like it hasn't done anything but get awkward.
Sadistic?
In the past five or so days I have bought a rose bush (Mae West) and two strawberry plants (Bubbles and Squeaks.) Yes. I named them. It's bad enough that by buying them and bringing them home with me I've pretty much issued a death sentence, but then I go and give them names. Names like 'Bubbles.' Am I some sadistic fiend who enjoys the destruction of plant life and have a need to make it more personal? OR Maybe the daffodils that came up (out of 50+ bulbs that I planted) have given me delusions of being a gardener?
A spot has been selected for Mae out in the yard. Bubbles and Squeaks have been put into containers.
Suspense reigns!
A spot has been selected for Mae out in the yard. Bubbles and Squeaks have been put into containers.
Suspense reigns!
Saturday, March 26, 2011
well
Apparently when you cut me off from my plans I go to an employment site and apply for some crazy things.
Wednesday, March 23, 2011
Great Shirt
http://shirt.woot.com/friends.aspx?k=18301
1st place in Derby #190: Magic, with 1102 votes!
In the Reckoning »
4th of 27
Nerds and magic, is there any sweeter pairing? Both dress oddly, both reference strange deities, both carry tiny keepsakes to link them with larger myths, and both quote strange texts from memory in a way that “mundanes” just can’t comprehend.
And when they gather in their places of power, like Stonehenge or Dragoncon, the regular folk feel… what is it, exactly? Is there a word for the dread in the pit of the stomach, that need to run back to a world of their own, the scary moment when they see a flash of light and cower before something they could never possibly understand?
Of course, this works both ways, too. It’s why the guys at the I.T. desk don’t go to boardroom meetings. Black robes and White robes, baby. Live and let live.
Wear this shirt: in the bus with your high school debate team.
Don’t wear this shirt: to your grandmother’s society tea party. She’s your grandmother, jerkface! Wear a collared shirt!
This shirt tells the world: “There’s a very high chance I can tell you exactly where they’ll be showing the midnight movie.”
We call this color: Asphalted Peanut. Sorry, we can’t tell you the entire joke. You might die.
Design Placement: Centered
1st place in Derby #190: Magic, with 1102 votes!
In the Reckoning »
4th of 27
Nerds and magic, is there any sweeter pairing? Both dress oddly, both reference strange deities, both carry tiny keepsakes to link them with larger myths, and both quote strange texts from memory in a way that “mundanes” just can’t comprehend.
And when they gather in their places of power, like Stonehenge or Dragoncon, the regular folk feel… what is it, exactly? Is there a word for the dread in the pit of the stomach, that need to run back to a world of their own, the scary moment when they see a flash of light and cower before something they could never possibly understand?
Of course, this works both ways, too. It’s why the guys at the I.T. desk don’t go to boardroom meetings. Black robes and White robes, baby. Live and let live.
Wear this shirt: in the bus with your high school debate team.
Don’t wear this shirt: to your grandmother’s society tea party. She’s your grandmother, jerkface! Wear a collared shirt!
This shirt tells the world: “There’s a very high chance I can tell you exactly where they’ll be showing the midnight movie.”
We call this color: Asphalted Peanut. Sorry, we can’t tell you the entire joke. You might die.
Design Placement: Centered
I Don't Get It
Purex Fabric Softening Crystals.
I don't get it. I mean, they're saying how they're crystals and they last longer in the wash cycle. When I hear 'crystals' I think of sharp angles making pointy rough bits. I think exfoliation and scrubbing. In the harsher, taking away from the surface sense. So why would you want long lasting crystals in you laundry with your clothes? I mean what happened to gentle on your clothes and preserving your favorite shirt? Baby your laundry with Woolite and then throw some crystals in with it?
I don't get it. I mean, they're saying how they're crystals and they last longer in the wash cycle. When I hear 'crystals' I think of sharp angles making pointy rough bits. I think exfoliation and scrubbing. In the harsher, taking away from the surface sense. So why would you want long lasting crystals in you laundry with your clothes? I mean what happened to gentle on your clothes and preserving your favorite shirt? Baby your laundry with Woolite and then throw some crystals in with it?
Thursday, March 17, 2011
Wednesday, March 16, 2011
R-E-S-P-E-C-T
Okay maybe it's not the greatest to vent about your work hunting woes on a blog but I feel I'm being vague enough that I'm not naming names. I ran into some of this looking for summer work too so I don't think it's limited to "career" type employers. Dudes, show a little respect and common courtesy to the people who apply will you?
Applications. Okay, I get that not hearing from you at all means I'm not in the running. Still, if you can at least send a little something to say you got the material?
Interviews. Look, I had to take time out of my day for this too. Don't keep changing dates and times on me. Especially when you're the one who put forth the original date and time. Know how to give basic directions to where the interview is. We're not all locals. It's cool that you're trying to fill in some holes or gaps that you may feel need to be filled in. It's not cool when you try to make me feel like just plain scum. As far as I know, I'm not a horrible person. I'm far from being a saint. Now mad props for people who volunteer for the sole sake of helping others. Understanding for those who volunteer to have something to put on applications. But just because you've done volunteer work doesn't automatically mean you aren't selfish and or an asshole. Okay. Just because I never raised money for some group of underprivileged kids to go to some summer camp doesn't mean that I'm a classest (?) bitch who doesn't treat people with basic respect. I'm one of the people who gets a little annoyed when there is a big deal that a celebrity donated $10,000 to a charity. I mean good that the charity gets money (assuming it's a legit charity . . . but that's another vent) but that same celebrity spends more than that for a dress/ custom skin cream/ etc. big whop. Okay I got sidetracked but the point is, don't try to make me feel like scum or trick me into saying something so you can salve your conscience by claiming it was a bigoted remark.
And another about the interview. If you already have someone lined up for the job. Don't waste my time and yours. You're also wasting my money for car maintenance and gas. If you've already decided that I'm not a good candidate for the job, don't have me show up to an interview where you spend it telling me why I'm not fit for the job. You're not doing me a favor. You're enjoying a little power trip trying to make someone feel small so you can feel big.
Letting me know I didn't get the job. Eh, you basically know that if you get a letter then you didn't get the job. Don't even have to open it. But here's the thing. If you say that I'll hear from you by a certain time, I'm going to expect a call or email. Snail mailing something on the date you said I would hear from you by? Not cool man. When I call you because the date I was supposed to hear from you has come and gone and you screen out my calls? Not cool. Not cool at all. I'm just calling to ask about where things stand. If you picked someone else, well "them's the breaks." Just have the decency to pick up the phone and tell me. I'd like to ask you to offer some constructive criticism. That's how I learn. That's part of being decent. You didn't hire me but maybe you could help me out. Go ahead and point out that I should wear something more professional to an interview than cut off shorts, a tube top, flip flops, and a beer holder hat. (Not that I would, but as an example.) I mean after you went on about how I should be all helpful and kind to my fellows, maybe you could take three minutes to tell me where I can improve.
Making me think I got the job. Oh, and don't have me come in for an interview, tell me I have the job as soon as you schedule a drug test and then never have contact with me. Not cool. I could be turning down jobs because you told me I had this one. Own up to the mistake or change of circumstance and just call me (or at least take my call) and tell me that you can't/ won't hire me.
When I say I am looking for permanent employment not just once but multiple times, stop trying to get me to take short term jobs that will actually cost me a great deal of money.
Conclusion: My venting about some parts of the job hunting process from 2004 to today. It's just common decency. Don't lie to me. Don't weasel out of telling someone bad news. You're in a position to hire people, you should have enough decency/ deportment / maturity / ability / guts to be able to tell the people who didn't get the job that they didn't. If you're afraid they'll ask you why they didn't and you can't give a legitimate reason, well, that's your problem.
Applications. Okay, I get that not hearing from you at all means I'm not in the running. Still, if you can at least send a little something to say you got the material?
Interviews. Look, I had to take time out of my day for this too. Don't keep changing dates and times on me. Especially when you're the one who put forth the original date and time. Know how to give basic directions to where the interview is. We're not all locals. It's cool that you're trying to fill in some holes or gaps that you may feel need to be filled in. It's not cool when you try to make me feel like just plain scum. As far as I know, I'm not a horrible person. I'm far from being a saint. Now mad props for people who volunteer for the sole sake of helping others. Understanding for those who volunteer to have something to put on applications. But just because you've done volunteer work doesn't automatically mean you aren't selfish and or an asshole. Okay. Just because I never raised money for some group of underprivileged kids to go to some summer camp doesn't mean that I'm a classest (?) bitch who doesn't treat people with basic respect. I'm one of the people who gets a little annoyed when there is a big deal that a celebrity donated $10,000 to a charity. I mean good that the charity gets money (assuming it's a legit charity . . . but that's another vent) but that same celebrity spends more than that for a dress/ custom skin cream/ etc. big whop. Okay I got sidetracked but the point is, don't try to make me feel like scum or trick me into saying something so you can salve your conscience by claiming it was a bigoted remark.
And another about the interview. If you already have someone lined up for the job. Don't waste my time and yours. You're also wasting my money for car maintenance and gas. If you've already decided that I'm not a good candidate for the job, don't have me show up to an interview where you spend it telling me why I'm not fit for the job. You're not doing me a favor. You're enjoying a little power trip trying to make someone feel small so you can feel big.
Letting me know I didn't get the job. Eh, you basically know that if you get a letter then you didn't get the job. Don't even have to open it. But here's the thing. If you say that I'll hear from you by a certain time, I'm going to expect a call or email. Snail mailing something on the date you said I would hear from you by? Not cool man. When I call you because the date I was supposed to hear from you has come and gone and you screen out my calls? Not cool. Not cool at all. I'm just calling to ask about where things stand. If you picked someone else, well "them's the breaks." Just have the decency to pick up the phone and tell me. I'd like to ask you to offer some constructive criticism. That's how I learn. That's part of being decent. You didn't hire me but maybe you could help me out. Go ahead and point out that I should wear something more professional to an interview than cut off shorts, a tube top, flip flops, and a beer holder hat. (Not that I would, but as an example.) I mean after you went on about how I should be all helpful and kind to my fellows, maybe you could take three minutes to tell me where I can improve.
Making me think I got the job. Oh, and don't have me come in for an interview, tell me I have the job as soon as you schedule a drug test and then never have contact with me. Not cool. I could be turning down jobs because you told me I had this one. Own up to the mistake or change of circumstance and just call me (or at least take my call) and tell me that you can't/ won't hire me.
When I say I am looking for permanent employment not just once but multiple times, stop trying to get me to take short term jobs that will actually cost me a great deal of money.
Conclusion: My venting about some parts of the job hunting process from 2004 to today. It's just common decency. Don't lie to me. Don't weasel out of telling someone bad news. You're in a position to hire people, you should have enough decency/ deportment / maturity / ability / guts to be able to tell the people who didn't get the job that they didn't. If you're afraid they'll ask you why they didn't and you can't give a legitimate reason, well, that's your problem.
Friday, March 11, 2011
Tuesday, March 8, 2011
OOOooooOOOOooooo
Ug. Don't feel good. Stuffy but runny nose. Sinus pressure like crazy. Post nasal drip irritating my throat and making me feel like I'm choking in my sleep. General feel of big, heavy, stuffy head. Oh and a bit of a headache. Didn't even try to get on the treadmill today. Tired and can't breathe.
Had an interview today. I'm hoping I think it went better than I think it did. I just have no clue how to answer certain questions. And what do they mean when they use certain terms like "above and beyond"? I mean is it holding a door open or something more like an episode of Eureka?
Anyhoo. I got experience in interviewing and hopefully I'll improve.
Jobwise, I'd rather not have rotating shifts. It wasn't my favorite thing about the last job I had. I can deal though. I'm really trying for something that is more salary than piecework type. I want to know that by the end of the year, I'll have made x amount. I don't want to worry about whether I'll get enough little things to make the necessary amount to pay bills.
Eh, so I'm sickly feeling, learning how to interview, and picky. Yep. That's about it.
Had an interview today. I'm hoping I think it went better than I think it did. I just have no clue how to answer certain questions. And what do they mean when they use certain terms like "above and beyond"? I mean is it holding a door open or something more like an episode of Eureka?
Anyhoo. I got experience in interviewing and hopefully I'll improve.
Jobwise, I'd rather not have rotating shifts. It wasn't my favorite thing about the last job I had. I can deal though. I'm really trying for something that is more salary than piecework type. I want to know that by the end of the year, I'll have made x amount. I don't want to worry about whether I'll get enough little things to make the necessary amount to pay bills.
Eh, so I'm sickly feeling, learning how to interview, and picky. Yep. That's about it.
Sunday, March 6, 2011
Vienna Teng Sang Cannonball!!!
So I went to the Vienna Teng concert in Annapolis last week. It was great! I LOVE hearing her perform live. The music is great and the bits between are always super entertaining. She and Alex Wong are really talented. They're great about encores too. They performed three more songs after the show "officially" ended.
My only real complaint about the concert is that we were sitting on a wall near a door and even when the door was closed, there was a great deal of noise from outside. It sounded like a loud kitchen.
My only real complaint about the concert is that we were sitting on a wall near a door and even when the door was closed, there was a great deal of noise from outside. It sounded like a loud kitchen.
Wednesday, March 2, 2011
Oh Vanity, You Make Me Laugh at Myself!
Okay, it's not a proud moment for me, but it's one of those moments I think a lot of people can relate to (or at the very least get a good laugh out of)!
So. I went to get take out dinner at restaurant. I had looked up the menu online and written down what I wanted to order. I wanted to order a fairly large amount of food. So, my order planned, I eventually made my way to the restaurant. (I took a few wrong turns of course!) Walked through the door and HELLLLOOOOO cute guy at the cash register taking orders! Dilemma. Who wants to look like a pig in front of someone cute? Okay. Ordering lots of food. Aha! I had it all on a list. Pretend you got sent on a food run by some friends! There we go. Ohohoh! And be prepared to fake a phone call if say, they're out of something or the order needs changing. Yes! Crisis averted.
And I'm willing to bet the guy couldn't pick me up out of a line-up two hours later.
So. I went to get take out dinner at restaurant. I had looked up the menu online and written down what I wanted to order. I wanted to order a fairly large amount of food. So, my order planned, I eventually made my way to the restaurant. (I took a few wrong turns of course!) Walked through the door and HELLLLOOOOO cute guy at the cash register taking orders! Dilemma. Who wants to look like a pig in front of someone cute? Okay. Ordering lots of food. Aha! I had it all on a list. Pretend you got sent on a food run by some friends! There we go. Ohohoh! And be prepared to fake a phone call if say, they're out of something or the order needs changing. Yes! Crisis averted.
And I'm willing to bet the guy couldn't pick me up out of a line-up two hours later.
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