Thanks to all who commented in regards to my frustration with work. Please all be assured that I was venting – I wasn’t going to leave, that’s for sure. I’d rather stick with the status quo than leave, but when they’ve been wavering for SO LONG about bringing me on permanently, it gets frustrating.
Thankfully, it’s all been taken care of now. They’ve eliminated my position. I’m officially a victim of the surging Canadian dollar.
You like the title of the post? Yeah? Me too. Oh, what does it mean? I’m talking about work, and their decision to hire me full-time (or not). In a word:
WAFFLE WAFFLE WAFFLE WAFFLE WAFFLE WAFFLE WAFFLE WAFFLE WAFFLE WAFFLE WAFFLE WAFFLE WAFFLE WAFFLE WAFFLE WAFFLE WAFFLE WAFFLE WAFFLE WAFFLE
Over the course of the past 6 months or so, I’ve used more gum than I have in the past 6 years probably. The reasons are sane enough; I wanted something to freshen my breath before interviews, and chewing gum helps me stay alert on night drives when the rest of my family has zonked out. As a result of going through so much gum (in a very relative sense) I’ve had the opportunity to sample a fair number of different flavours. In general, no big surprises there. Unfortunately, I’ve discovered that one certain flavour of gum, from two separate brands, no less, has the exact same regretable aftertaste.
There is really no nice way to say this… The mixed berry flavours of Trident and Dentyne both taste like…
I haven’t seen or talked to my friends of long ago Paul and Sarah in probably over a decade. Regardless, I still consider them friends, and have followed along when I heard that their youngest son was having some medical issues. That was over a year ago, and it sounded like everything turned out just peachy after a liver transplant.
Until the other day.
The only information I have is second- (or maybe even third-) hand, but suffice to say things went from bad to worse, and their youngest son is now dead at the tender age of three. THREE. That is the same age as Isaac. I couldn’t imagine having a child that age taken away like that.
Lessons to be learned:
1) Stay in touch with good friends.
2) Cherish who you have while you can.
3) Nothing’s really fair, but that won’t stop it from happening.
Please consider thinking of them (and their elder son, 5 years old) this Thursday. I know I will be.
The other day a new comment popped up. The person leaving the comment was promoting their website, and wanted me to have a look and join up. It’s purported a site where you can blog about work, so I thought I’d check it out. (After all, blogging about work is hardly unfamiliar ground here at NFT.)
Well, consider me totally underwhelmed. I honestly don’t understand what I’m supposed to get out of this website, nor what else I’m supposed to do with all the other content that’s on there. Consider me stumped.