(the future belongs to the brave)
Mar. 4th, 2013 07:07 amIt's weird to think about, but apparently my opinions are valued highly enough that my team leader at work told me my plan for March is good, and to go ahead with it. (I forgot to mention, but as of the 14th of February I've been at this job for two years. In a couple of weeks I will have been doing heparin testing for a year. I have no idea where that time went, honestly, but -- hey. Not complaining.) To be fair, I would be doing what most of the plan concerns anyway, and I'm pretty sure nobody wants a repeat of the utter trainwreck that was February, but still.
(On the other hand, this month corporate will be shitting on us, but we will have advance warning of said shit, and none of said shit will turn out -- OOPS -- to be from the previous month instead of the current month, ~oh well~, FDA commitments aren't really important, right? Right?)
In completely inexplicable news, my dad emailed me on the first with a link to a job posting and a query as to whether or not it's something I would consider. (It's this listing, for context.) The problems with this: a) not qualified (I don't even have three years at the job I have); b) I hate mass spec; c) KANSAS; d) I already have a job. e) WHICH I LIKE.
I still haven't responded, because I can't figure out what I want to say. I told my mom about it and asked for advice and, hilariously, she started defending him a little -- which, okay, I know he tries. And I do appreciate that he's thinking about me! Just. The fuck. And that's part of why I didn't respond when I read it; I'm still kind of worried that instead of being calm and rational I will just yell via internet. (There are also some fairly cruel things I could say to him, like for instance maybe he just didn't think I was at my job anymore, since I've been there longer than he was ever at one job when I was growing up. I am definitely not going to say that, but my god is it tempting.) I might just ignore it, honestly. I can't even -- dumbfounded, seriously.
And in completely unrelated news, I am leaning more and more toward calling my new (okay, I got her in December, what of it) Kindle Millie. It popped into my head a couple weeks after I got her, since after all her predecessor was named after her husband, and all I could tell was that my new Kindle was a she. The more I think about it, though, the more I like it; she's just as powerful as her husband, after all, just in a more subdued, under-the-surface way. And the more I seriously consider it, the more I like it, in the end.
(On the other hand, this month corporate will be shitting on us, but we will have advance warning of said shit, and none of said shit will turn out -- OOPS -- to be from the previous month instead of the current month, ~oh well~, FDA commitments aren't really important, right? Right?)
In completely inexplicable news, my dad emailed me on the first with a link to a job posting and a query as to whether or not it's something I would consider. (It's this listing, for context.) The problems with this: a) not qualified (I don't even have three years at the job I have); b) I hate mass spec; c) KANSAS; d) I already have a job. e) WHICH I LIKE.
I still haven't responded, because I can't figure out what I want to say. I told my mom about it and asked for advice and, hilariously, she started defending him a little -- which, okay, I know he tries. And I do appreciate that he's thinking about me! Just. The fuck. And that's part of why I didn't respond when I read it; I'm still kind of worried that instead of being calm and rational I will just yell via internet. (There are also some fairly cruel things I could say to him, like for instance maybe he just didn't think I was at my job anymore, since I've been there longer than he was ever at one job when I was growing up. I am definitely not going to say that, but my god is it tempting.) I might just ignore it, honestly. I can't even -- dumbfounded, seriously.
And in completely unrelated news, I am leaning more and more toward calling my new (okay, I got her in December, what of it) Kindle Millie. It popped into my head a couple weeks after I got her, since after all her predecessor was named after her husband, and all I could tell was that my new Kindle was a she. The more I think about it, though, the more I like it; she's just as powerful as her husband, after all, just in a more subdued, under-the-surface way. And the more I seriously consider it, the more I like it, in the end.