Again with the snow, plus other insults to my person
Wed, Dec. 24th, 2008 08:38 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
scarlettinaFalling again. Spanky and Merlin are both sitting by the balcony door, watching. Outside, I hear the scrape of a snow shovel on sidewalk.
I miss other people. I miss my friends. I was miserably ill last year through the holidays and missed all the parties; I was hoping to make it up this year. Unless a miracle happens, this year will be a repeat. I hate this.
Also? I was awakened at 7:30 by a call from a recruiter on the east coast with an Indian accent so thick I could barely understand her. She called both my landline and my cell--twice. I missed the calls but got the voicemail. It was urgent-urgent-urgent. She was from an agency I've never heard of before. And all I could think was that there's no job so urgent that it couldn't wait until a decent hour. And then, to add insult to injury, I walked into the bathroom to discover cat sick all over the floor.
Crab crab crab. I'm going to go have breakfast now.
ETA: Seattle Post-Intelligencer columnist Joel Connelly tells it like it is. I wrote my angry letter to the mayor yesterday, but I may write another one today, just to let off some steam. And a report in the PI discusses the risks vs benefits of salting roads. Welcome to Seattle, folks! Everything is a hand-wringing, angst-ridden discussion. ::sigh::
I miss other people. I miss my friends. I was miserably ill last year through the holidays and missed all the parties; I was hoping to make it up this year. Unless a miracle happens, this year will be a repeat. I hate this.
Also? I was awakened at 7:30 by a call from a recruiter on the east coast with an Indian accent so thick I could barely understand her. She called both my landline and my cell--twice. I missed the calls but got the voicemail. It was urgent-urgent-urgent. She was from an agency I've never heard of before. And all I could think was that there's no job so urgent that it couldn't wait until a decent hour. And then, to add insult to injury, I walked into the bathroom to discover cat sick all over the floor.
Crab crab crab. I'm going to go have breakfast now.
ETA: Seattle Post-Intelligencer columnist Joel Connelly tells it like it is. I wrote my angry letter to the mayor yesterday, but I may write another one today, just to let off some steam. And a report in the PI discusses the risks vs benefits of salting roads. Welcome to Seattle, folks! Everything is a hand-wringing, angst-ridden discussion. ::sigh::
![[identity profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/openid.png){kind=small}
no subject
Date: Wed, Dec. 24th, 2008 08:23 pm (UTC)I am going to do a blanket mailing to recruiting agencies suggesting that I do phone screening (something I do for a few months every so often when I can't stand reading inexperienced writing anymore)--at least I can speak native English.
Re Seattle: the climate has changed. We now get snow. This is probably going to get more extreme as time goes on. We also get hot weather in the summer and much, much harder rains. We need to deal with it and stop thinking of ourselves as a city that's immune to weather.