Month: August 2008

til you sign it on the dotted line

“It don’t mean nothing, those words that they say.
No, it don’t mean nothing, these games that people play.
No, it don’t mean nothing, no victim, no crime.
No, it don’t mean nothing, ‘til you sign it on the dotted line.”
-Richard Marx, Don’t Mean Nothing

Two weeks ago, I learned that the company I work for is being sold to “Brand X.” This announcement was met with a general uneasiness because, despite Brand X’s generic claims to need us, they weren’t – and haven’t been – very proactive in signing the current staff up for employment. Despite the fact that I had found a great job to apply for in the Help Wanteds, I decided that I’d believe the Brand X people and stay where I was.

Until yesterday, that is, when an email I received from Human Resources gave me the impression that I was one of the few that were being looked at as dispensable. Whether or not that impression proves valid remains to be seen, but as I was feeling more than a little rejected by the realization that I might very possibly be let go, I sent a résumé in response to that ad. And while I was applying, I also responded to another ad.

Today I heard back from a recruiter about one of the jobs. We chatted, I expressed an interest in the job, and he said he’ll pass my résumé off to his client. Later this afternoon, I received an email from the second job asking me to call them.

I don’t know if either of these opportunities will pan out, but this response is already so much better than my last job hunting ordeal. As you may recall, it took me over two frustrating years to find my current job, and because of that, I truly dreaded the thought of having to seek employment again. Apparently, when you have even a couple of years of experience, it’s a slightly different ball game!

In any event, Brand X is supposed to talk to us at some point during the next two days about benefits, and several people think that they’ll let us know who gets to stay. I hope they do let us know soon … although now, in light of these other options, I honestly can’t say whether or not I want them to hire me.

what lies beneath

On Saturday, my boyfriend and I visited Wilson Dam. At one point, we were walking near the railing, about 15 to 20 feet over the murky water. My imagination got the better of me.

Me: “What if something was to come right up out of the water and attack us?”

Jeff: “You mean, like a freshwater shark?”

Me: “I’m thinking more like a freshwater Godzilla.”

you just might get it all

“Be careful what you wish for
Because you just might get it all,
You just might get it all,
And then some you don’t want…”
–Chris Daughtry, in the song Home

Recently, I’ve been very behind in my projects at work, and more than once, while the work keeps piling up as I’m failing in my efforts to finish anything, I’ve thought, “If I could just hit a Reset button and start all over…”

Well, my silent prayer was answered because today I learned that, surprise! The company where I work is in talks to be sold to another company that I’ll call Brand X.

All of the higher-ups were being very positive about the whole thing, but we, um, lower-downs remain concerned. The typical response to queries about the outlook for jobs continuing was a cheery but vague, “We want to grow the company, and we can’t do that without good workers!” Call me a cynic, but I don’t exactly find that comforting.

I’m trying not to dwell on it too much at this point, but as I see it, whatever happens, there’ll be some starting over involved. If the sale does happen and they keep me on, at the very least I’ll have to be retrained to learn the Brand X way, and I might have to go work in their main office, which is an hour away. If they don’t keep me on, I’ll have to find another job, and who knows where I could end up then? Even if the sale doesn’t happen, I probably shouldn’t get too comfortable where I am because I’ll know that our assets are on the proverbial auction block.

Sigh. Maybe next time I’ll listen to you, Daughtry.

those things I do, vacation edition

Two weeks ago, I took a much-needed vacation. In addition to plenty of R-and-R, I also…

Kept computer time to a minimum, after a reoccurrence in previous weeks of one of the pains I get from spending too much time at the computer.

Worked in my mom’s yard. Basically, I fought the lawn, and the lawn won.

Enjoyed some delicious veggies from a generous co-worker’s garden. Thank you, J!

Bought some things. Best find: a microwave cart for $16 at a thrift store.

Finished reading Tigerheart.

Visited the Tennessee Aquarium with my mom and sister. My sister and I had been there before – I’ve actually been twice – but the “Ocean Journey” building was new. I was really proud of my mother for joining in on our little road trip.

Got cheated twice by “automated” pay systems. Once while paying to park in Chattanooga, and once at a gas station where only the mid-grade selection worked and even then I was charged twenty cents more per gallon than what was shown.

Saw Mamma Mia with my sister and liked it. But does it mean that I’m getting old that I found Donna’s three exes way more appealing than Sophie’s young, pretty-boy fiancé?

Attended three musical performances at the WC Handy festival. I noticed a band called “nelo” listed on the roster; we didn’t get to see them live, but since I have “neloo.com”, the name intrigued me, so I just had to look them up.

Had a wonderful dream about MacGyver/Richard Dean Anderson. And that’s all I’ll say about that. 😉

Sadly, considering how out of it I’ve been since my return to work, I think I need another vacation. Soon.