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Oct. 21st, 2005 11:01 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
dchenes(NB: What follows is not PMS; that's next week.)
ARGH. I just hate being annoyed with myself and not being able to get out of it. It started when I woke up at 8:30 this morning. It isn't a big deal, but I don't want to get used to sleeping late(ish) and then end up having to get up early to go to work when (and if) I ever actually get work.
About this work stuff...no word from BWH or the temp agency yesterday, of course. If I don't hear from them this morning, I'll call them after lunch. Meanwhile, back to the rounds again. I applied for an executive assistant job at WGBH, which I probably won't ever hear from. They explicitly state (two or three times) that if they don't call you, they don't want you, so don't call them. I'm trying to get motivated enough to call the two other temp agencies. Although today being Friday, I probably won't get anywhere.
The problem with Craigslist is that a lot of the sdmin/office job postings were put there by temp agencies. So you reply, and then you get to go talk to Yet Another Temp Agency, and go through the typing tests and the MS Office tests and the skills lists and employment history forms and all the rest of it, and then you never hear from them again, about that job or any other. Done that twice now; not doing it any more. It's a waste of time.
The return envelope for the $15 from Dartmouth Place has, in addition to return address space, a line that says "Phone #". Sorry, not writing my one and only phone number on the outside of an envelope and then mailing it, thanks.
I missed trash day yesterday, so my kitchen is filling up with glass and plastic recycling, and my fridge needs cleaning out and now I can't do that until Sunday.
I can't seem to come up with any sort of coherent plan for today, and I need one, because there are things I need to do. And the whole list begins with "Clear off kitchen table", but I can't, because the kitchen table is where everything that doesn't have a home ends up. So I can't put anything that's on it away, because there's nowhere to put it away to.
ARGH. I think I said that, but it bears repeating.
ARGH. I just hate being annoyed with myself and not being able to get out of it. It started when I woke up at 8:30 this morning. It isn't a big deal, but I don't want to get used to sleeping late(ish) and then end up having to get up early to go to work when (and if) I ever actually get work.
About this work stuff...no word from BWH or the temp agency yesterday, of course. If I don't hear from them this morning, I'll call them after lunch. Meanwhile, back to the rounds again. I applied for an executive assistant job at WGBH, which I probably won't ever hear from. They explicitly state (two or three times) that if they don't call you, they don't want you, so don't call them. I'm trying to get motivated enough to call the two other temp agencies. Although today being Friday, I probably won't get anywhere.
The problem with Craigslist is that a lot of the sdmin/office job postings were put there by temp agencies. So you reply, and then you get to go talk to Yet Another Temp Agency, and go through the typing tests and the MS Office tests and the skills lists and employment history forms and all the rest of it, and then you never hear from them again, about that job or any other. Done that twice now; not doing it any more. It's a waste of time.
The return envelope for the $15 from Dartmouth Place has, in addition to return address space, a line that says "Phone #". Sorry, not writing my one and only phone number on the outside of an envelope and then mailing it, thanks.
I missed trash day yesterday, so my kitchen is filling up with glass and plastic recycling, and my fridge needs cleaning out and now I can't do that until Sunday.
I can't seem to come up with any sort of coherent plan for today, and I need one, because there are things I need to do. And the whole list begins with "Clear off kitchen table", but I can't, because the kitchen table is where everything that doesn't have a home ends up. So I can't put anything that's on it away, because there's nowhere to put it away to.
ARGH. I think I said that, but it bears repeating.
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Date: 2005-10-21 09:05 am (UTC)