Daily grind

[logansrogue]

I hate looking for work. I just want to get that out of the way now. I really really hate it. Nothing is more demoralizing, more depressing nor more devaluing. It's D word day. I got some nice stuff today from the op shop;

- an arm band. Very groovy.
- a hair comb, with dangly egyptian coin things on it, with beads.
- a set of Elizabeth Arden make-up, with only one colour used. All the others, bright and beautiful, are not touched. I got it for a dollar. Fuckin' awesome.

There are some really egyptianny colours in there too. Ohhhh yummy. The old ladies are starting to charge a bit there though. They tried to charge me a buck fifty for some little shitty necklace. Was very annoyed.

Am going to have a lot of drawing work to do this week. Can't go into it, but hopefully if the project goes through with the publisher, I might have a little bit of money. Hopefully.

I still have a sore throat. It's really paintful, so much so my ear canal hurts and the whole side of my head hurts. Numbing throat lozenges are becoming my staple diet, this is very worrying. I think I might go to the doctor tomorrow or the next day or something.

Am going to work on music tonight. I've been inspired. I'm very excited.

Nancy.

Comments

The suckage of jobhunting

[fyrdrakken]

I can't remember just when I decided to look for a new job (this being when I was at my last job), but I think it took me at least a number of months to finally find the one I'm in now. Granted, working while you're jobhunting A) leaves you with less time and energy to hunt and B) kind of lessens the pressure to look for a job, since at least you've *got* one and so there's *some* money coming in. Eventually, though, my decreasing workload dropped my weekly hours to barely half-time and I got desperate enough to start looking *hard*, going through the classifieds on weekends and faxing out my resume in batches of ten or twenty at a sitting. I went on a few interviews, even signed on to a few placement agencies, and then lucked out when a specialty placement agency sent me over to the lab I work at now. I think it took me at least a month, maybe two, to find a job once I started *really* looking rather than sort of vaguely putting my resume on a few online job databases and looking through their job listings. I lucked out, though -- a gal who quit at my current job spent two months looking with no success and wound up calling us to see if she could maybe get her old job back...

As for the cold, good luck on getting rid of it. If your voice keeps going out you may be better off not even trying to sing until your throat feels better, since you may kind of delay your own recovery otherwise. (Still, could be worse -- you could be losing money from this! One of the guys at my lab whose job involves dictating all shift came into work with a case of impending laryngitis one night. We were joking that by the end of his shift he'd be stuck writing out what he would have dictated. He called in sick the next night and just stayed home to let his throat rest.