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Keeping Ones House In Order
Jun. 19th, 2006 12:13 amWell darn...
Here it is, nearly Monday already & I haven't used any of the passing weekend hours the way my GM suggested... to think about "how I see my future with the company" at all.
In fact, I've been doing everything but. There have been birthday dinners with singers, Wafflers - even a family dinner apropos of nothing this evening. Well... apropos of nothing except Funky Mother & Father-Figure enjoyed the Thai restaurant I nominated for my birthday dinner a while ago so much, they thought an encore sitting was a good idea. And it was.
Afterwards, back at WaitingManor, introducing Father-Figure to the joys of House (currently the only hour of TV I watch all week) - was a bonus as well. He enjoyed the sarcasm, mind-games & ritual humiliation as much as I do. No doubt about my paternity there then.
So, tomorrow I'm supposed to have thought about my "future with the company" for nearly 72 hours exclusively, the better to give an answer to the GM regarding my supposedly threatened & fragile future. He has offered me a month to prove myself worthy of remaining on the exalted payroll...
Okay - I'll take it.
Especially since my first Melbourne job interview is at 3.30pm tomorrow afternoon. And, with any luck, there's plenty more where I applied from.... Even if not (??), my Sydney headhunter wants me to talk to some bloke offering a Northern Beaches account management territory...
One door closes - a thousand windows blow open.
Here it is, nearly Monday already & I haven't used any of the passing weekend hours the way my GM suggested... to think about "how I see my future with the company" at all.
In fact, I've been doing everything but. There have been birthday dinners with singers, Wafflers - even a family dinner apropos of nothing this evening. Well... apropos of nothing except Funky Mother & Father-Figure enjoyed the Thai restaurant I nominated for my birthday dinner a while ago so much, they thought an encore sitting was a good idea. And it was.
Afterwards, back at WaitingManor, introducing Father-Figure to the joys of House (currently the only hour of TV I watch all week) - was a bonus as well. He enjoyed the sarcasm, mind-games & ritual humiliation as much as I do. No doubt about my paternity there then.
So, tomorrow I'm supposed to have thought about my "future with the company" for nearly 72 hours exclusively, the better to give an answer to the GM regarding my supposedly threatened & fragile future. He has offered me a month to prove myself worthy of remaining on the exalted payroll...
Okay - I'll take it.
Especially since my first Melbourne job interview is at 3.30pm tomorrow afternoon. And, with any luck, there's plenty more where I applied from.... Even if not (??), my Sydney headhunter wants me to talk to some bloke offering a Northern Beaches account management territory...
One door closes - a thousand windows blow open.
