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Nov. 14th, 2014 09:04 pmOK, just a word of explanation on the previous post, since Sovay asked, and I realized my reply was turning into a post in itself.
So Bonney called me up to ask, did I want this two-week temp. job doing data-entry?* Under ordinary circumstances, I would have said "YES!" -- data entry isn't exciting, sure, but it's a way into the world of office temping that, hitherto, I haven't been getting.( Read more... )
And meanwhile, I didn't get much sleep the last two nights, due to getting yet another economics paper edited. (Someone was making sympathetic noises about this t'other day. I pointed out that it was my own fault for not putting my nose to the grindstone and getting it done more promptly, and in particular that no one had held a gun to my head and made me go to "David Lynch and pizza" night with a couple members of the Geek Club.
(Being unable to sleep after I actually finished the thing due to previous caffeine consumption would, by contrast, have been a reasonable topic of condolence; but of course that hadn't happened yet at that point.)
And by the usual irony, this is the weekend I have Peter visiting, so I had to do a five-hour drive this afternoon,** and have no guarantee that he won't wake me at dawn tomorrow. (Or wake up sick: he was tired and seemed to be running a fever this evening.)
Ugghhh. Somebody remind me to get some job searching and ... uh ... figuring out what else I need to do. tomorrow. Right now my brain isn't at its best.
sleep.
*Apparently--as is not uncommon--even temps. have to sign a confidentiality agreement, so I know nothing more about the client or the precise nature of the job.
** Which actually went remarkably smoothly, despite snow and sleep deprivation.
So Bonney called me up to ask, did I want this two-week temp. job doing data-entry?* Under ordinary circumstances, I would have said "YES!" -- data entry isn't exciting, sure, but it's a way into the world of office temping that, hitherto, I haven't been getting.( Read more... )
And meanwhile, I didn't get much sleep the last two nights, due to getting yet another economics paper edited. (Someone was making sympathetic noises about this t'other day. I pointed out that it was my own fault for not putting my nose to the grindstone and getting it done more promptly, and in particular that no one had held a gun to my head and made me go to "David Lynch and pizza" night with a couple members of the Geek Club.
(Being unable to sleep after I actually finished the thing due to previous caffeine consumption would, by contrast, have been a reasonable topic of condolence; but of course that hadn't happened yet at that point.)
And by the usual irony, this is the weekend I have Peter visiting, so I had to do a five-hour drive this afternoon,** and have no guarantee that he won't wake me at dawn tomorrow. (Or wake up sick: he was tired and seemed to be running a fever this evening.)
Ugghhh. Somebody remind me to get some job searching and ... uh ... figuring out what else I need to do. tomorrow. Right now my brain isn't at its best.
sleep.
*Apparently--as is not uncommon--even temps. have to sign a confidentiality agreement, so I know nothing more about the client or the precise nature of the job.
** Which actually went remarkably smoothly, despite snow and sleep deprivation.
