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Friday,
May 4, 2001
Got a nibble
That
was fast!
I
just got a call from a headhunter -- he interviewed me over the
phone, and said there was a job that might suit me down to the ground.
He's going to try and set up an interview next week with the company
-- it's a contract-to-hire deal, which isn't exactly what I wanted
but might do for now.
And
then there was the email from another consulting agency that wanted
me to contact them, which I'll do on Monday. And apparently my resume
on Monster.com has been accessed 7 times already, which is heartening.
Of course, I also know that headhunters sometimes have a tendency
to throw pretty much anyone at a job in the hopes that the company
will be so desperate that they'll take a C++ programmer, even if
what they really need is a Java guru. So I'm not getting my hopes
up until I see a signed job offer or contract in front of my big
baby browns.
Have
to stay focused, dontchaknow.
On
the icky side of the Great Ledger of Life, I was supposed to go
down to San Marcos this weekend and hang out with Julia,
Janis and Fazia. Four
Starfleet
Ladies gathered together in a single place -- what could be
better, right?
Yeah,
except that Fate decided to throw me a curve ball with a humongous
thunderstorm that slammed out of the west and started pissing all
over the place. I was tempted to try it, but common sense prevailed
(actually, common sense slapped me on the head and yelled, "What,
are you a MORON? Do you want to DIE?"), and I have to admit
that I was very happy I stayed at home when I watched the meteorological
carnage on the news later that night. Mansfield (a small town south
of Fort Worth) got hit by a tornado, and the prerequisite Texans
who don't know how to drive in wet conditions got into the prerequisite
number of car accidents.
So,
much as I hated missing communion with my fellow Ladies, so to speak,
it was probably all for the best. And, admittedly, the apartment
is a tiny bit cleaner now. Well, I have to do something with my
time.
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