A multi parter again
First up is my career situation and such. After that, it's onto some good news.
I was really desperate to get another job. I really was. I even put in resumes to the casino, vitamin stores, gun shops, etc. Finally, I got three interviews. A food science position in Seattle, a quality manager in Yakima, and a lab tech in Grandview. I really thought I was going to get the Manager Job because my interview went so well and the lady was a CWU alum like me (same major too).
As the callbacks didn't come I started to feel so damn depressed. I was really down. Seriously I was beginning to think I was doomed. My replacement supervisor (yes I applied for the job but was denied) had no experience in the field and had a strong personality that pisses people off. It's like being a crew member for a ship captain that doesn't know what the names of the ship's equipment are, doesn't know where it's going, doesn't know the route to get there, can't read the map, can't use the wheel or the compass, and consistently whines about how much the ship sucks and about how no one seems to respect them.
With that person above you, would you want to stick around? It's only so long until you hit an iceberg. In my case, I wouldn't be surprised if we hit an iceberg while trying to navigate the caribbean. But enough Nautical stuff.
The Yakima job didn't bite. Figured that out when I looked at more jobs and they had relisted the job with MORE requirements. That's like finding out someone broke up with by changing their status on facebook. Or even better... on Twitter.
The Seattle job was OK looking. But I didn't like the atmosphere and to speak the truth I didn't put my whole weight into the interview. They wanted someone to REVAMP the entire program. Needless to say, that I would be miserable for about 3 years doing that job. Luckily they sent me a letter the next day saying that I was good, but not good enough.
I first did a phone interview for the Grandview job. Then I visited for a 2nd interview. They said "we'll let you know by next week monday." It was monday. I was at the end of my rope. I really couldn't handle it anymore. I was starting to believe that even if I didn't get hired in I would quit anyways. I didn't want to lose 5 years of my life a day being in this piss poor environment.
Mind you, I have to go to Japan to pick up Aa-chan and bring her home. I promised. I bought the ticket. My supervisor said "No. We don't know if we'll need you here yet. There will be a whole new batch of Organics coming in and I CAN'T do that by myself with an inexperienced crew." It's one thing if they get in the way of me taking a vacation or something, but if they mess with my personal life then I say "FUCK YOU!" I was going to quit in a few weeks, job or no.
I started to prep up my resignation letter. Golly. 2 job fairs, 5 interviews, countless resumes, and even another meeting with those Amway guys who have crown rank (Free money my ass). Even the military was considered.
I got a call on Tuesday the 23rd that woke me up. It was a familiar voice on the other line. I suddenly heard what he was saying. "We'd like to offer you the job here in Grandview." I almost jumped out of bed with surprised. "Oh, uh... sure. I'll gladly take it. Let's discuss when I can start work." We decided that I would start about a week or two before I left for Japan. Great. Now I just had to give my job the resignation.
I printed them out and left it on their desks. They were in a meeting of sorts. When they opened the letters they seemed really happy for me. In fact, my manager said it was the best thing for me. I'd learn exponentially more working with a Japanese company due to the higher standards. So I finished up my work day and started to do my property search. Need an apartment and FAST. Last work day is July 8th and that doesn't leave a lot of time for searching.
The next day I showed up and the night supervisor told me that he would help me out. He actually lives in Kiona which is between Grandview and Tri-Cities. I really misjudged the guy. He's actually really cool and I used to think that he was a backstabber. As it turns out, he was trying to save my bacon all along. Without me even telling him how I feel about things, he told me the same feelings in private. Well, I'm glad he was always on my side.
When I got in, he told me to go with him to my office and wait there. My supervisor came in and told me that she wanted him to escort me out. At that moment, I kind of felt a bit anxious. She said that they were not firing me. It was a resignation. They paid me for the week (with overtime), paid my vacation pay, and even paid the 2 weeks I didn't finish. I thought it was a bit strange. Don't know what prompted that. Maybe it was payback for the 3 days I was suspended for no reason. After all, the violations on the write up were all REFUTED the same day. So really, the paper might as well have been blank with just the words "I feel like he's being insubordinate but have no proof because he did everything I asked of him." Oh well, I was overjoyed.
So needless to say, I've been unemployed for about 2 weeks now. Went out to the east side for a bit to find a place and I think I found something. So my career is looking better. Even my manager said that it was a better choice for me to leave. They were only holding me back and they knew it.
Oh well... life goes on.
I got paid. I got my vacation. I got a new job. I got a new life. Things are GOOD. I'm glad I've been paying my dues in suffering and taking it up the butt for the past 2 years.
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Now some good news...
Dad's been on his new med for a few weeks now. So how does he feel? Well....
That's right. We took a father-son trip to the range where he tried out his Father's Day Gift. He LOVED it. He said it was such an easy and simple gun to use that he shot perfectly all day. No effort.
So how does a triple retired man with poor eyesight, multiple health conditions, and was recently released from the hospital shoot? Well, you tell me.
My mom couldn't believe that I could custom something like that. She thought dad was exaggerating about his achievement until I showed her the pictures. Just some jagged holes. Good groups. Even if my dad could only use this gun to defend himself, he'd easily take a guy out with that kind of precision.
Here's the gun totally finished. I actually asked him if he wanted me to custom the stock. He said "Why ruin it? It looks good as is."
And how did he round out the week? Wine country on Saturday.
Well hopefully that will be the end of the Dad-Centric entries for a while. I just hope I never have to write about him like this again.
I was really desperate to get another job. I really was. I even put in resumes to the casino, vitamin stores, gun shops, etc. Finally, I got three interviews. A food science position in Seattle, a quality manager in Yakima, and a lab tech in Grandview. I really thought I was going to get the Manager Job because my interview went so well and the lady was a CWU alum like me (same major too).
As the callbacks didn't come I started to feel so damn depressed. I was really down. Seriously I was beginning to think I was doomed. My replacement supervisor (yes I applied for the job but was denied) had no experience in the field and had a strong personality that pisses people off. It's like being a crew member for a ship captain that doesn't know what the names of the ship's equipment are, doesn't know where it's going, doesn't know the route to get there, can't read the map, can't use the wheel or the compass, and consistently whines about how much the ship sucks and about how no one seems to respect them.
With that person above you, would you want to stick around? It's only so long until you hit an iceberg. In my case, I wouldn't be surprised if we hit an iceberg while trying to navigate the caribbean. But enough Nautical stuff.
The Yakima job didn't bite. Figured that out when I looked at more jobs and they had relisted the job with MORE requirements. That's like finding out someone broke up with by changing their status on facebook. Or even better... on Twitter.
The Seattle job was OK looking. But I didn't like the atmosphere and to speak the truth I didn't put my whole weight into the interview. They wanted someone to REVAMP the entire program. Needless to say, that I would be miserable for about 3 years doing that job. Luckily they sent me a letter the next day saying that I was good, but not good enough.
I first did a phone interview for the Grandview job. Then I visited for a 2nd interview. They said "we'll let you know by next week monday." It was monday. I was at the end of my rope. I really couldn't handle it anymore. I was starting to believe that even if I didn't get hired in I would quit anyways. I didn't want to lose 5 years of my life a day being in this piss poor environment.
Mind you, I have to go to Japan to pick up Aa-chan and bring her home. I promised. I bought the ticket. My supervisor said "No. We don't know if we'll need you here yet. There will be a whole new batch of Organics coming in and I CAN'T do that by myself with an inexperienced crew." It's one thing if they get in the way of me taking a vacation or something, but if they mess with my personal life then I say "FUCK YOU!" I was going to quit in a few weeks, job or no.
I started to prep up my resignation letter. Golly. 2 job fairs, 5 interviews, countless resumes, and even another meeting with those Amway guys who have crown rank (Free money my ass). Even the military was considered.
I got a call on Tuesday the 23rd that woke me up. It was a familiar voice on the other line. I suddenly heard what he was saying. "We'd like to offer you the job here in Grandview." I almost jumped out of bed with surprised. "Oh, uh... sure. I'll gladly take it. Let's discuss when I can start work." We decided that I would start about a week or two before I left for Japan. Great. Now I just had to give my job the resignation.
I printed them out and left it on their desks. They were in a meeting of sorts. When they opened the letters they seemed really happy for me. In fact, my manager said it was the best thing for me. I'd learn exponentially more working with a Japanese company due to the higher standards. So I finished up my work day and started to do my property search. Need an apartment and FAST. Last work day is July 8th and that doesn't leave a lot of time for searching.
The next day I showed up and the night supervisor told me that he would help me out. He actually lives in Kiona which is between Grandview and Tri-Cities. I really misjudged the guy. He's actually really cool and I used to think that he was a backstabber. As it turns out, he was trying to save my bacon all along. Without me even telling him how I feel about things, he told me the same feelings in private. Well, I'm glad he was always on my side.
When I got in, he told me to go with him to my office and wait there. My supervisor came in and told me that she wanted him to escort me out. At that moment, I kind of felt a bit anxious. She said that they were not firing me. It was a resignation. They paid me for the week (with overtime), paid my vacation pay, and even paid the 2 weeks I didn't finish. I thought it was a bit strange. Don't know what prompted that. Maybe it was payback for the 3 days I was suspended for no reason. After all, the violations on the write up were all REFUTED the same day. So really, the paper might as well have been blank with just the words "I feel like he's being insubordinate but have no proof because he did everything I asked of him." Oh well, I was overjoyed.
So needless to say, I've been unemployed for about 2 weeks now. Went out to the east side for a bit to find a place and I think I found something. So my career is looking better. Even my manager said that it was a better choice for me to leave. They were only holding me back and they knew it.
Oh well... life goes on.
I got paid. I got my vacation. I got a new job. I got a new life. Things are GOOD. I'm glad I've been paying my dues in suffering and taking it up the butt for the past 2 years.
-------------
Now some good news...
Dad's been on his new med for a few weeks now. So how does he feel? Well....
That's right. We took a father-son trip to the range where he tried out his Father's Day Gift. He LOVED it. He said it was such an easy and simple gun to use that he shot perfectly all day. No effort.
So how does a triple retired man with poor eyesight, multiple health conditions, and was recently released from the hospital shoot? Well, you tell me.
My mom couldn't believe that I could custom something like that. She thought dad was exaggerating about his achievement until I showed her the pictures. Just some jagged holes. Good groups. Even if my dad could only use this gun to defend himself, he'd easily take a guy out with that kind of precision.
Here's the gun totally finished. I actually asked him if he wanted me to custom the stock. He said "Why ruin it? It looks good as is."
And how did he round out the week? Wine country on Saturday.
Well hopefully that will be the end of the Dad-Centric entries for a while. I just hope I never have to write about him like this again.