Hear ye, hear ye: I think I might actually like my job. Who knew? Mahjobisnotsobaddis.
So, I’m still in the endless pursuit of obtaining employment with a company not in the throes of a New Chapter (11). Today I had a job interview at a payroll outsourcer. I think it went well. I interviewed with the lady who would be my boss and the company’s HR Director (who is my age and has no pores on her face – how is that possible?). They told me that I would hear something in the next couple of weeks. They are going to do a second round of interviews (with the company’s CEO – fancy, fancy!). I think they liked me and the location is about 10 minutes from my house. My current commute is 30 minutes or less so this would be even better.
I really hate job interviews, but I hate the idea of leaving my employer even more. I know that Gwen (who is rapidly becoming a full 50% heinous) will be crushed if/when I leave. And not getting to hang out with The Almighty D once or twice a day will SUCK. (She’s not just my Work Friend, she’s my Real Friend and I am so freaking lucky to know her).
(Sidebar: OMG, I just realized that if they don’t do second interviews for 2 more weeks and if I am hired I will probably start while D is on an FMLA leave [that I won’t discuss here, but will probably ask you all to cross your fingers for her on her big day because trust me, We All Love The Almighty D].)
So, part of me thinks that if this job (and another job that I may interview for that is about a 30-45 minute commute but a ton more $) does not work out and I do end up on Unemployment after hanging on until the bloody end, it won’t be so bad. Every pink collar at my office is licking their chops for that kind of break. We all have massive To Do lists at home and absolutely no energy To Do anything on them. (Also: unemployment isn’t really that much less than I make now)