Job Hunting

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I’m trolling (you know, trolling, moving slowly and methodically with lots of bait, trying to catch a lot of fish, not flaming people and being a jerk) CraigsList for a new job and I’ve found a few possibilities for Nesko, if he can ever sit down and apply, and a few for myself, same caveat. Every single thing in the entire world is harder when you have a child, especially when that child is a toddler, willful the way toddlers are willful, and possibly with a sinus infection and the attitude to match. What I’m trying to say is that I’ve been working on a cover letter for the same job for three days now, and haven’t finished it because I keep getting interrupted. Is it even worth sending out the email? Is the job already filled? Probably, especially considering that there’s 4 unemployed people for each available job right now. But I’m going to polish up the cover letter and send it off anyway, because nothing ventured, nothing gained.

Speaking of incredibly shitty ads that inadvertently reveal a lot about the company, one of the ads was full of screen shots of Will Ferrel movies and part of the application process required listing your totes fave Will Ferrell quote. Because people with a sense of humor are great employees, and boring, humorless drones are terrible employees! What better way of screening potential new hires than by asking them to prove how conversant they are in White, male, heteronormative, sexist culture? None! I’m not saying that every single thing Will Ferrell has been in is crap, but he’s been in a lot of dudebro stuff.

Also: oh my stars, the amount of job-related scams on CL is about to make me cry. Tears of blood. Blood of rage. My rage will shake the heavens. Or… no. It won’t. Sorry, got a little carried away there.

Also also: PEOPLE! Including you, Google, what the HELL, an administrative assistant? Is not a project leader! Or an HR rep! Or a graphics designer! Get your act together and stop cluttering up the admin asst rolls with your shitty paying highly qualified NOT OFFICE ADMIN JOBS. PS: it doesn’t take a college degree and ten years experience to make coffee and alphabetize files. I’ve been doing that since I was 14. Fourteen. It is very basic work.

I’ve got a story bug in my head and don’t know what to do with it. Basically, it’s an AU Authurian thing where Merlin manages to find Mordred and fosters/raises him the way he did Aurthur. I like the versions where Mordred is a hero (which is, historically, plausible and interesting). I’m also considering going ahead with a webcomic even though, GOD!, apparently someone reached into my brain and STOLE MY IDEAS. All of them. Only the entire cast is White and straight (helllooooooooo lazy default) instead of the slightly more diverse cast I have, but is that enough? Are there enough other differences to boot? I HAVE NO IDEA. But I keep coming up with ~~dialog~~. I’m a fairly crap artist, though, and that’s giving me the heebie jeebies about actually setting anything down on paper. I know, I know. Nothing will ever happen unless I start it. Hundred miles, single step. Won’t get better without practice. IT HAS TAKEN ME THREE EFFING DAYS TO WRITE A COVER LETTER WHERE WILL I FIND THE TIME TO DO A WEBCOMIC I don’t even.

I need a job, if only so I have a lunch break I can art/write over.

Ok. Need to kick this cover letter’s ass and get to bed. My kid’s breath smells APPALLING. I hope he didn’t jam anything up his nose. Gonna try and visit the doctor tomorrow to find out. I say “try” because I’m not sure they do walk ins (we’ve never had to take him to the doctor for anything but a scheduled check up) and their phone system is screwy and routing calls wrong. Wish me luck.

(PS– I need parenting advice. Got kids? Pacifiers? How did you wean the pacifier? He currently (23 months old) uses it only at naps/bed time. When he loses it, he wakes fully up and raises hell until it’s found again; his teeth are bucking out. I want to wean him off of it, but am not sure the best way. Tell me anything no matter how obvious.)

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I got new shoes the other day. Niko was very excited to have these awesome new toys to play with.

Nikola discovers my new shoes in the kitchen.

Niko starts moving the shoes around, creating order from chaos.

The shoes are a train. Did you know that? TOOT TOOOOOOOOOOT.

Niko has a promising career shoe-ing people.

He lined the shoes up in front of my feet. Sort of.

Then he remembered that he had his OWN new shoes to play with and tried to put them on.

One foot jammed in the wrong shoe, the other about to jam in.

Who knew putting on shoes was such hard work?

Second try at putting on shoes (on the wrong feet)

He gave up, I put shoes on him.

His original shoe fell off and he got upset and gave up. There was throwing. I put his shoes on the correct feet and he scampered off, then insisted I put his hat on his head and started putting his favorite toys in his diaper bag. OBVIOUSLY it was time to go someplace! Sadly, we were unable to leave the house.

Betrayed by the door!

Nesko’s key had snapped in half while he was unlocking the door, and he was borrowing my key. I had no way of locking up the house to leave. (I still don’t, he’s still borrowing the keys, he got copies of my keys made and NONE of them work. NONE. N.O.N.E. Not even one. Frustrating!)

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