Thursday, July 21, 2005

So What?

Well it has been extremely hard to find the time or the motivation to sit down and write on this thing as of late. If you did or did not know I did not get the job that I wanted. I was not happy about it and, still to some sorts, not happy about it. Let me explain.
I started out working with at risk youth started out with no experience and over 3 years worked myself to end of the road at job. I learned a great deal, but needed a change. I started looking for another job and actually had 2 part-time job, as well as a full-time job as a looked for a new avenue. I really wanted to get in Juvenile Probation or Detention, but was offered a job working in the Mental Health Field, and believing it to be temporary, I took it. I applied for every opening the Juvenile Department had. I ended up working 3 years at Mental Health, officially laid off 2 times, moved jobs site 5 times, but again built up a hell of a lot of experience. I shifted my focus to adult probation, and managed to get my foot in the door. I started at one of the lower positions, not always the most fun, but I had a goal. After a year I manage to move up and take over a position that requires tons of un-noticeable work. So a year had gone by and another opportunity to advance presented itself, I was fairly excited about the chance to move up.

I did the application/interview/wait an extremely long time to hear anything runtime. Only to find out that people who have been with the company less time and less experience got the job. Sure, I was unhappy when they told me. Did I scream and kick? No. Was I upset? Yes. I explained myself to a couple of different people; the director, my supervisor, my trainer, my training supervisor. Did I come across as pissed? I can only say yes. Did I apologize? Yes.

Not that I should not have been upset, but talking to people who still have not given you a real good answers about it other then, "they did better in interviews", better than other candidacy who have more experience. Reviewing the process of the interviews, I can not think of anything I may have done that would kill my chance.

Guess who has put on the smile and deal with it? THIS GUY. Hey, I don't like it. No one will give me answers. I would like to fix who ever I pissed off. But I can't and I get to see all the wonderful people who helped to where ever I am now. I guess, as I right this it is more about dealing with it then anything else. They don't really care, it's all business for them and considering I have been all business myself. I have a chance to be the pissed off asshole forever, but I haven't been. I still get comments like, "you appear uptight". As I said to my co-worker, " nothing makes you feel uptight like being called uptight." Then you wonder why your being called uptight and you become uptight.

Funny story the reason I am being called up tight is a gentlemen under my division of supervision got access to public information, while "volunteering" (in restricted area with a laptop). Information like home addresses. I was concerned that the information he had access to may come back to haunt others and my family specifically. Although nothing was done by the Department who caught this person, not even a report. So this person walked away with his laptop, lightly questioned...
Why would that make me nervous? I am uptight right? It's not like people make death threats against me? o wait they do....

So I will turn the other cheek, put up with the party Bologna, and druge forward. If I play nice they might allow me to interview for the next position. Maybe the guys who have been in the department for 3 months will beat me?

My favorite quote,
"I feel disrespected that, people who have been here 8 months and have less experience got the job." me
"why do you feel disrespected?" director....
I find that hard to believe


just thought i would complain.

ON the other hand I went camping with friends right afterwards and had a great time. I send you pictures if you ask nicely or I'll just post some tomorrow

Thursday, July 07, 2005

Camping Pictures

Man, this was such a splat, I had to preserve it for ever
It's not camping without the SPAM!!!

Wednesday, July 06, 2005

I am alive

It was a long week or two. Never thought two weeks would wiz by, but they did.
How about the short update:
Going on week 3. My office had interviews, only 6 weeks after the job advertising closed. Didn't tell some of the applicants where the interviews was. And now 3 weeks later they still have not decided which 2 of the 6 are going to be hired. Even though there is a huge amount of rumors, none of them worth printing other than " I am asshole", but the factuality of that statement can not be proven in court. The two real hang ups are the union and the county have not settled and it unknown when they will settle. So the canidates will "hang"
Had a work evaluation. " you doing great, but you don't like being asked to do things that aren't your job"...
" I still do them." me
"yes, but you are not happy about it."
"well, as my mom said "whether you like it or not, it still has to be done." ...(boss laughs), "besides no one has told me that they have a problem with me."
"well, people don't want to approach you." boss
"So, if I have a problem with someone I should talk to my supervisor? And not try to resolve it first? That doesn't make sense. If I have a problem with Bob, I talk to Bob."
"Right that's good" boss
"So people are being rewarded for being immature? ( I meant weasels/babies)" me
"well, no, but that's beside the point. You need to be happy about helping" boss
"Well, honestly it is distracting to be filing court type documents to put together a pamphlet rack, while others watch."
"I know but you are male and tall, so you going to be asked to help do extra things."
"That's discriminatory, You mean being short and female, means you are incapable of doing things?"
"just expect to help out. " boss

And scene.
Went to see Steve Miller with friends at the new theatre. Have not been around that many people smoking pot in public in forever, granted most were old hippies. "Grandpa put the pipe down!". Had a great time. I drove everybody around afterwards, hit the town in Medford. "No, I can't go to the titty club". Medford bars are old crappy buildings in weird locations, with no real flavor. What a disappointment. Parts of the city at night, suck ass. Still had good time with friends.
Only managed to bbq 15 or so times. Steaks yum, corn yum, BEER! BEER!
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