Wednesday, July 26, 2006

Fence me in

Well, I got the resume and cover letter off to the engineering company OK. I wish I'd had time to give them one more check over, but had to be sneaky at work. I'd reviewed them carefully at home so hope they are flawless. I also called the nearby place to ask for an application. Applications are more difficult, as they really ought to be typed for a secretarial or administrative position. I don't have a typewriter at home. There's a great one at work, with correction on it even, but that would be going too far! Even if I came in extra early it would be too easy to get caught doing that.

I had my first day in the display booth yesterday. The IT guy fixed it so it really is a decent space. He moved the cabinet with the computer so it was under some lights that were still actually working. When I sit there I can hardly tell that so many lights are burned out in the ceiling. Also, we closed in the space so I practically have to squeeze to get into it. This was as I wanted, to make it inaccessable to others. One of the (many) things I dislike about sitting at a front desk is the way people help themselves to your stuff. They open drawers looking for things, like it is public property. So as much as I hated sitting there, it was a bit better than it could have been.

The new person starts today. I have the assignment to be with her all morning, to show her around and tell her the ropes of mailing--give letters to me, sending out publications--give requests to me, well, you get the idea. It's heartbreaking to walk by my old office, which I cleaned and polished, and see it empty and ready for someone else to occupy.

Last night when we had the ferrets and Ricky (chinchilla)outside the neighbor woman brought her large dog over to meet them. He will chase cats but seemed gentle and playful enough with the ferrets. We didn't do more than show him Ricky because Ricky acts too much like a squirrel and this is a hunting dog.

Neighbor lady didn't actually release her dog, though, as he's so much bigger than any of my animals and could hurt them, even in play. My little dog was terribly jealous and barked at him. She normally is a quiet, nonassuming dog. It was difficult to keep up a conversation with the neighbor lady and still keep an eye on the ferrets. Nebby, especially is very talented at getting away. Finally her mother, whom I hadn't yet met, came out and they had to go somewhere. And so did I. We brought the animals back inside and then I went grocery shopping.

Have a great day!


Blogger Stacy The Peanut Queen said...

Ooo...I don't blame you for not filling out an application at work. I'm ballsy...but not quite THAT ballsy! ;)

And it would really BITE walking by your old office...I know it would for me! Keep your chin never know what's going to happen...maybe that engineering company will call or something better may just fall right into your lap! :)

8:43 AM  
Blogger Walker said...

I don't see what the problem is with you typing somethiung for yourself on your time at work but I can see how being prodded and poked about what you are doing may leave you a bit disjointed.
Why don;'t you have a computer at home?
Or couldn't you go to the library to use one of their units and saved it to disk to print later.
It must be hard working in an area you don;t like.
Good luck on the appplications.

10:51 AM  
Blogger sumo said...

Blogger has been messing up on I have been unable to get around much on the blogs. You've just got to get that you can tell BZ to shove it. I can't burn bridges, but it sure would be You are too good to be kept down!

6:10 PM  
Blogger Fizzy said...

I am glad that you got your application off.
Will you stillbe able to blog frmo this reception area? I hope so

6:34 PM  
Blogger 2HB2 said...

Hope you get a better job soon.
Glad you got out with the critters. Sounds like the neighborhood is pretty friendly..

7:27 PM  
Blogger Lucy Stern said...

Good luck with the job hunt. Maybe you could find an inexpensive typewriter to keep at home. Good luck.

11:22 PM  

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