I just did an interview for an Economist position this morning. Except the interview I did a few weeks ago which I totally bombed, it's been 5 years since my last interview. I was sooo nervous especially since I haven't done any subject matter research or written any in depth research papers since college. I was honest about it and after talking to them, I think I might have a running chance! They appreciated my honesty and seemed to like my answers. But I don't want to get my hopes up too high so I need to chill out lol.
Omg, my H has a very acute case of this. Wasting food puts him in such a bad mood, yet somehow he is not capable of looking at what we have in order to eat things before they go off unless I tell him to. Then again, this is the same man who runs his entire professional life by his calendar and spends about an hour every night preparing the next day but has to have it suggested that he might write down our trips/social commitments (instead of asking me every five minutes "when are we doing that again?"), so I suppose I shouldn't be surprised!
My company's new CEO just took a walk to my area of the office (we have maybe 100ish employees in cubicles and small offices all around), and was saying hi to each person by name. IDK if he knows them personally or if he was just reading their names off the nametags on the cubicle walls. I sit across an aisle from three young women in their early 20s who yap with each other alllll day about TV shows and other boring stuff. CEO talks to each person before me, then gets to the three young women and they start giggling away - I missed part of the conversation but somehow it ended with them saying that they should all go to a bar together.
I turned around and made a little smile and wave but he was still talking to them. Then he bypassed my cubicle but I heard him say hello to the guy whose office is right behind my desk. So now I'm cranky.
For clients, yes. For ourselves, H will probably keep it going. I've never cared for the trading aspect of the job, too much stress. I enjoy the research more than anything.
I'm not really sure what I want to move on to, but definitely staying in finance, probably going back for my masters or MBA. If I can get this economist job then I'll be on the regulatory side of trading so I think I'll be much happier.
H is seriously thinking about going to pilot school haha.
H dropped Adrian Peterson from his fantasy football league today. When he explained to the league that the child we are hopefully about to start fostering was abused they all agreed not to pick him up. I love these guys.
Post by sarapocalypse on Sept 16, 2014 19:32:11 GMT -5
So a lame random but I am so excited... DH and I just won trivia at the pub where we're regulars! To top it off, it was MM since we won $50 towards our tab! Sweet!
It's H's real birthday today, and he seemingly joked with me that he wanted me to make him a full bacon and eggs breakfast this morning. Guys, he leaves for work at 535. There's no way Id be able to fall back asleep. He's disappointed. I don't feel as bad as I should.
That's impressive memory! I forgot myself lol. I don't know what happened to them. That company was strictly options and wanted to expand into commodities. We had plans to start working on the legal stuff, but it was around the holidays last year so we all put things on hold and I guess we never got back around to it. But that's a good idea to sell to them!
Thanks for all the career coaching, everyone. I gave it more thought and I'm not even going to ask for the stupidly large raise to stay in a job that goes between "well at least it's not the East Ramapo school district" to "eh, if this is my midcareer work it will be rewarding even if it isn't fun". Life is too short.
I had a parent meeting where two moms came to blows about helping out. "We need help!" "You've NEVER ASKED!!!!!1111" Seriously? It's cheerleading. Unclench.
I also have parents complain about the lack of communication. They are new parents, so they are flying a little blind so it's understandable, however I do stress that it's the CHILDS job to communicate what is going on with parents. I had other veteran parents that were trying to stick up for me (it was really no big deal, I mostly communicate on facebook, which is not a medium they like to use, legit), and I had to pipe up and say, "it's FINE, I will email you!"
My mom barely gave a shit when I was in high school about my extra-curriculars.I would just say "Hey, I have to do this today, see-ya" I don't remember any of my teammates moms ever getting so involved. Six years of coaching, it still boggles me.
OMG yes. Yes. Yes. Yes.
Story: My sister is 6.5 years younger than me and 7 behind in school. I was home from grad school and watched my sister freak out on my mom because the ACTs were the following weekend and (and I quote), "MOM, why didn't you tell me I needed to register last week!?"
I had a parent meeting where two moms came to blows about helping out. "We need help!" "You've NEVER ASKED!!!!!1111" Seriously? It's cheerleading. Unclench.
I also have parents complain about the lack of communication. They are new parents, so they are flying a little blind so it's understandable, however I do stress that it's the CHILDS job to communicate what is going on with parents. I had other veteran parents that were trying to stick up for me (it was really no big deal, I mostly communicate on facebook, which is not a medium they like to use, legit), and I had to pipe up and say, "it's FINE, I will email you!"
My mom barely gave a shit when I was in high school about my extra-curriculars.I would just say "Hey, I have to do this today, see-ya" I don't remember any of my teammates moms ever getting so involved. Six years of coaching, it still boggles me.
OMG yes. Yes. Yes. Yes.
Story: My sister is 6.5 years younger than me and 7 behind in school. I was home from grad school and watched my sister freak out on my mom because the ACTs were the following weekend and (and I quote), "MOM, why didn't you tell me I needed to register last week!?"
Um. No. Be responsible for your own shit.
Tritto this. My brother (3 years younger) was all excited for his college graduation. Our whole family was coming in for it and my mom was having a party. I saw him the night before and said, "So you all set with your cap and gown?" And he said "What? I had to get a cap and gown?! Mom didn't tell me that!"
Story: My sister is 6.5 years younger than me and 7 behind in school. I was home from grad school and watched my sister freak out on my mom because the ACTs were the following weekend and (and I quote), "MOM, why didn't you tell me I needed to register last week!?"
Um. No. Be responsible for your own shit.
Tritto this. My brother (3 years younger) was all excited for his college graduation. Our whole family was coming in for it and my mom was having a party. I saw him the night before and said, "So you all set with your cap and gown?" And he said "What? I had to get a cap and gown?! Mom didn't tell me that!"
A part of me just died... I have no faith in our youth. And I'm only 31.
Men suffer from afflictions called "Cupboard Cataracts" and "Male Refrigerator Blindness". Mr. Pom has both.
My H always uses the hunter/gatherer excuse. Because historically men were hunters, and women were gatherers. That means he can't find something unless it's moving.
Fairy tales do not tell children the dragons exist. Children already know that dragons exist. Fairy tales tell children the dragons can be killed. - G. K. Chesterton