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I didn't get the better-paying job. I was told that I was one of their top two candidates, but they went with the other person who has more high-level corporate experience.
I'm pretty crushed, and I keep getting reminded that given the rest of the world's situation I shouldn't be. That doesn't change how I feel.
I'll get over it in a couple days.
So, I still have the accounting consulting job and am now working from home even though our cubicles are easily 6ftx6ft each. The better to limit human contact in general. Even walking past someone in the hall from another department or touching the coffee machine buttons risks cross-contamination, not to mention touching the elevator buttons and door handles in a 40-story building.
Like most people, I'm apprehensive. I have one less weight on my shoulders (interviewing for another job), but again, I'm crushed, so there's a slight hint that my brain would like to go into a depressive tailspin right now, but I'm not one to let my brain do such things.
Yesterday morning (before I got the bad news) I thoroughly enjoyed my morning, sipping coffee by an open window with a nice breeze, listening to the neighbor's kids playing, them doing yard work, the smell of them grilling for lunch, and even their damned rooster was pleasant sounding. I'm hoping this morning will help get me back into a similar headspace. I gotta buckle down and focus on my actual job instead of daydreaming about a no-longer-potential job. I'm missing that coffee/tea machine at work, and being able to actually talk to my coworkers in person rather than slow group chat and/or email, but at least we've got a group chat, and we send little jokes a few times a day and talk about our lunch plans.
Head Count: One roommate working from home in the living room. One roommate on furlough for two weeks, because he took the previous week off due to sinus allergies to be nice and not worry his co-workers, but they aren't trusting him to not still be sick/contagious/whatever, even though he never ran any fever nor coughed during that time and no one else is being furloughed - he's pretty sure they have it in for him. Third roommate is in a small handful of folks volunteering to still go into his place of work since instead of 150 people in the office there's now only 5 of them, and he's worried about our house bandwidth with 3 people working from home. I think he's also worried about being cooped up with all the roommates for so long. Of all of us, he'd probably be the one to go stir crazy first.
I'm already tired of the news about the virus and what's going on with other countries and all of the daily predictions regarding how things are going to go moving forward. Good thing my job takes me back to dealing with debits and credits and even more debits and credits, and a few debits and credits on the side. With a whipped debit and cherry credit on top.
I'm pretty crushed, and I keep getting reminded that given the rest of the world's situation I shouldn't be. That doesn't change how I feel.
I'll get over it in a couple days.
So, I still have the accounting consulting job and am now working from home even though our cubicles are easily 6ftx6ft each. The better to limit human contact in general. Even walking past someone in the hall from another department or touching the coffee machine buttons risks cross-contamination, not to mention touching the elevator buttons and door handles in a 40-story building.
Like most people, I'm apprehensive. I have one less weight on my shoulders (interviewing for another job), but again, I'm crushed, so there's a slight hint that my brain would like to go into a depressive tailspin right now, but I'm not one to let my brain do such things.
Yesterday morning (before I got the bad news) I thoroughly enjoyed my morning, sipping coffee by an open window with a nice breeze, listening to the neighbor's kids playing, them doing yard work, the smell of them grilling for lunch, and even their damned rooster was pleasant sounding. I'm hoping this morning will help get me back into a similar headspace. I gotta buckle down and focus on my actual job instead of daydreaming about a no-longer-potential job. I'm missing that coffee/tea machine at work, and being able to actually talk to my coworkers in person rather than slow group chat and/or email, but at least we've got a group chat, and we send little jokes a few times a day and talk about our lunch plans.
Head Count: One roommate working from home in the living room. One roommate on furlough for two weeks, because he took the previous week off due to sinus allergies to be nice and not worry his co-workers, but they aren't trusting him to not still be sick/contagious/whatever, even though he never ran any fever nor coughed during that time and no one else is being furloughed - he's pretty sure they have it in for him. Third roommate is in a small handful of folks volunteering to still go into his place of work since instead of 150 people in the office there's now only 5 of them, and he's worried about our house bandwidth with 3 people working from home. I think he's also worried about being cooped up with all the roommates for so long. Of all of us, he'd probably be the one to go stir crazy first.
I'm already tired of the news about the virus and what's going on with other countries and all of the daily predictions regarding how things are going to go moving forward. Good thing my job takes me back to dealing with debits and credits and even more debits and credits, and a few debits and credits on the side. With a whipped debit and cherry credit on top.
