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I'm still here -
And I also just re-upped my paid account for another year, so fear y'all. Why?
Well, for one thing - I'm not subjecting anyone reading this to advertising I have no control over. I'm not making a cent off them, and frankly this isn't worth those cents to read - so no, I'm not going to have ads on this blog, such as it is.
So there.
Google+ is really wearing very thin on the ground here. One, not keeping my interest and two? Sending email to people I didn't ask it to send it to? ARE YOU NUTS.
I've visited their offices here in town. I can do it again, this time without an invitation. Not. Happy.
Looking back, I have to come to the conclusion I interview *exceptionally* well, without trying hard. Or needing a book to tell me what answer to give to silly questions. I've gotten the last five jobs I interviewed for, one try - and I have no idea why I've got the unbroken record.
One, I am humble about what I interview for - I guess - if I don't feel it's a good fit, at some level, I don't apply. That doesn't mean I don't fit a lot of jobs - believe me, that's a goal. The more you can do, the more you will do, so add those skills as fast as you can and update at every opportunity. Are they all jobs that are AWESOME, FUN and AMAZING?
Not a chance. They pay money. I'm a real Edison that way. If it doesn't pay, I'm immediately onto the thing that does. That's my freedom, that's my sense of self, without the income - I'm at the mercy of everyone around me, and that's no bueno. I'll do anything. So maybe I'm motivated. You got me.
If I have time leftover, I make art. Until then, I pay bills and everyone leaves me alone. And I remain a valid human being.
I learned early - if I can't pay my own way, I get what other people think I deserve. And I was not born a wanted child. I like my independence. A lot. I have a very stiff neck and I don't kiss ass worth a toot, so I'd better do something, neh?
At least these days, I'm keeping jobs because I'm not the wife of a type I diabetic. No, really. There's a distinct difference these days. Don't have to like it. Do have to acknowledge it.
I'm not surprised at what's going down in Oakland. People have been saying the police department there is out of control and doing Nasty Things for years now, particularly to people of color. Well, now they're doing it to everyone in one place, just for staying in one place. Not surprised, but now you know.
You think people are going to stop now, you're nuts. They want a job, y'know. If they had someplace to make a living, they'd be there instead. Also just saying.
If you want to complain, fax them a complaint.
And the beat goes on.
Well, for one thing - I'm not subjecting anyone reading this to advertising I have no control over. I'm not making a cent off them, and frankly this isn't worth those cents to read - so no, I'm not going to have ads on this blog, such as it is.
So there.
Google+ is really wearing very thin on the ground here. One, not keeping my interest and two? Sending email to people I didn't ask it to send it to? ARE YOU NUTS.
I've visited their offices here in town. I can do it again, this time without an invitation. Not. Happy.
Looking back, I have to come to the conclusion I interview *exceptionally* well, without trying hard. Or needing a book to tell me what answer to give to silly questions. I've gotten the last five jobs I interviewed for, one try - and I have no idea why I've got the unbroken record.
One, I am humble about what I interview for - I guess - if I don't feel it's a good fit, at some level, I don't apply. That doesn't mean I don't fit a lot of jobs - believe me, that's a goal. The more you can do, the more you will do, so add those skills as fast as you can and update at every opportunity. Are they all jobs that are AWESOME, FUN and AMAZING?
Not a chance. They pay money. I'm a real Edison that way. If it doesn't pay, I'm immediately onto the thing that does. That's my freedom, that's my sense of self, without the income - I'm at the mercy of everyone around me, and that's no bueno. I'll do anything. So maybe I'm motivated. You got me.
If I have time leftover, I make art. Until then, I pay bills and everyone leaves me alone. And I remain a valid human being.
I learned early - if I can't pay my own way, I get what other people think I deserve. And I was not born a wanted child. I like my independence. A lot. I have a very stiff neck and I don't kiss ass worth a toot, so I'd better do something, neh?
At least these days, I'm keeping jobs because I'm not the wife of a type I diabetic. No, really. There's a distinct difference these days. Don't have to like it. Do have to acknowledge it.
I'm not surprised at what's going down in Oakland. People have been saying the police department there is out of control and doing Nasty Things for years now, particularly to people of color. Well, now they're doing it to everyone in one place, just for staying in one place. Not surprised, but now you know.
You think people are going to stop now, you're nuts. They want a job, y'know. If they had someplace to make a living, they'd be there instead. Also just saying.
If you want to complain, fax them a complaint.
And the beat goes on.