Delays and delays
February 14th 2007 06:03
It’s been a tension-filled couple of days. I finally heard back from one of the interviewers that I hadn’t got the job I was most keen on. Very disappointing. Still hadn’t heard from the other interview at all, and finally I got hold of the guy today to hear that he’d put me on the short list, had employed several people, had found some of the staff he thought were
leaving weren’t, and wanted to keep my CV as one of the three people whom he hadn’t contacted because we are still in the (long-distance) running. Exhausting, I call it.
Meanwhile, there’s been talk at the full-time temp job I’ve been doing of me staying on for another six weeks because one of the women is having surgery for cancer. I thought this was a definite, and then found out this morning, that no, it wasn’t that definite, because the woman hadn’t had a confirmed appointment at the hospital. Pooh, I thought – along with some other thoughts.
And then, lo and behold, just before lunch the woman got a telephone call from her husband telling her that next Thursday’s the day. Great relief on her part, as I could understand. Having something definite is always a great relief.
Which meant that the opening might still be open. Some discussion round the office, some hinting and possibility – and finally I fronted up to the acting manager and asked if it was protocol to talk about the next few weeks and what they were going to do to cover the woman being off sick. No problem: can’t guarantee more than four weeks at this stage, but it’ll probably stretch to six. Suddenly everything turns around.
It was ever thus with life – and my expectations of the Good Lord answering prayers: just when you think all has fallen in a hole, the hole fills up and you walk on even ground again.
I don’t know what happens after the four/six weeks, but my observation is that there’s always someone or other away amongst the 150 or more staff, and, while I couldn’t cover some jobs to save myself, there are plenty I could cover. So maybe there’s some long term engagement coming up. Let’s not hold our breath, just take it day to day as best we can.
The cartoon comes from the Canadian immigration site.
Meanwhile, there’s been talk at the full-time temp job I’ve been doing of me staying on for another six weeks because one of the women is having surgery for cancer. I thought this was a definite, and then found out this morning, that no, it wasn’t that definite, because the woman hadn’t had a confirmed appointment at the hospital. Pooh, I thought – along with some other thoughts.
And then, lo and behold, just before lunch the woman got a telephone call from her husband telling her that next Thursday’s the day. Great relief on her part, as I could understand. Having something definite is always a great relief.
Which meant that the opening might still be open. Some discussion round the office, some hinting and possibility – and finally I fronted up to the acting manager and asked if it was protocol to talk about the next few weeks and what they were going to do to cover the woman being off sick. No problem: can’t guarantee more than four weeks at this stage, but it’ll probably stretch to six. Suddenly everything turns around.
It was ever thus with life – and my expectations of the Good Lord answering prayers: just when you think all has fallen in a hole, the hole fills up and you walk on even ground again.
I don’t know what happens after the four/six weeks, but my observation is that there’s always someone or other away amongst the 150 or more staff, and, while I couldn’t cover some jobs to save myself, there are plenty I could cover. So maybe there’s some long term engagement coming up. Let’s not hold our breath, just take it day to day as best we can.
The cartoon comes from the Canadian immigration site.
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