Shrug

Well, I'm assuming that I didn't get the admin/concierge job. Here's the timeline: Two weeks ago on Thursday, I interviewed. The CEO Peter Krull told me he'd chosen six people to interview, which he would be done doing last Thursday as week ago. Then he would take a few days and then choose two people for a second interview, including lunch with his wife. As it's been over a week since he finished interviewing and I haven't heard anything, I guess I wasn't one of the two.

It seems rude not to have gotten a phone call or an email to update me. After all, he was only dealing with six people in total.

Shrug.

Dads et al

From left:

Harland J Harris, my father
David Stonewall Orrell, my great-grandfather
Amelia Lindig Orrell, my great-grandmother
Sylvia Hall Harris my mother
unknown man, probably grandfather's brother
William Anson MacDonald, my grandfather

pic is probably taken by Evelyn Orrell Hall MacDonald, my grandmother.

Taken about 1941-42 in eastern N.C., maybe Wilmington, Carolina Beach, or St. Pauls, or somewhere in between. Note Harland's rank as sergeant -- he wound up the war as a Master Sergeant, 82nd Airborne, having come through North Africa, Anzio, and D-Day as a glider pilot. He received both a Purple Heart and a Bronze Star. I met him when I was two (Mom was pregnant when he went overseas), and he died when I was three (1946) of bulbar polio. My brother was born about a month after his death.

Papa Orrell didn't serve because his birthdate was just after the Civil War and he was too old for WW I. Born in Deltaville VA circa 1870; died in Carolina Beach in the 1960s (I think). Locomotive engineer.

Bill MacDonald served in WW I but I have no info on where. Born in Rex NC circa 1890; died in the VA Hospital in Fayetteville NC in the 1960s. Master mechanic.

And here's my brother, father of three. His S.O. is big in the dahlia world in SF CA, hence the flowers. Born in Madison WI 1946. Electronics quality assurance.

So these are the men of influence in my life that I'm thinking about today.

Next hope

Last Thursday, I interviewed for a job that I think would really be challenging and exhausting and fun. It's for a "socially responsible investment" company in an admin asst/concierge position. The company's really small (about six people) and scattered all over; only the head guy lives here. The position is also virtual, which means I'd get to work at home on my computer on my schedule. Of course, there'd be  some time constraints as part of the job is dealing with the clients and making and keeping them happy. And do database stuff. And help set up social events. And all and sundry.

I was one of six he chose to interview. Today is the last day he'll be interviewing and then he'll mull it over and choose two for further assessment, which will include an extensive personality assessment test and a lunch with him and his wife (who's a PhD in biology) to check for further compatibility. And then there'll be a six-month trial. Phew. But it's part-time (he says) and it pays really well. I should hear by Monday whether yea or nay on advancing.

I looked online and found the test he mentioned (he's very impressed with it): DISC Drive Influence Steadiness Compliance. It's very expensive so I couldn't take the original, but I found some ripoffs and tried a couple out. One result was in this order: Influence Steadiness Drive Compliance, so I like to have influence, am steady and reliable, moderately driven for dominance, and not very compliant (heh). Another ripoff comes up with a single result: Master of Mazes, with a long paragraph about the meaning. All very interesting.

Now all I need is to be one of the two and then blow the other out of the water.

Other than that, not much is going on. I've acquired the stuff to make my cushions and will be doing that soon. Then get Josh over here with his skillsaw, remove the couch, put up the counter, and I have a new interior.

Went out about 1 am last night to go grocery shopping. Not going out to dinner tonight so no need to have the car. Beautiful night, little traffic, few people -- lovely.

Nice evening

Served as chauffeur for Amy and Tillman to go to a beer tasting at the Wedge today. Dropped them off and retrieved them a few hours later.

Took Amy, Bruce, and Tillman to Tracy's for her birthday party. Then I went on to Hazel & John's to play cards (I won for the night--yay!) and then back to Tracy's. She has a great big backyard, so there was a fire in one area, dancing in another, and a water slide in another. Laced muffins were offered. Well-behaved dogs puttered around. Food in the house, beer outside. People milling around.

Very pleasant.

My RV friends Linda & Linda both had Lasik surgery yesterday in Denver. Both seemed to have come through it well and are not glass-less. Hooray for them.

I've been loaned the dvd of the "Romeo & Juliet" with DiCaprio, Danes, etc. Will probably give it a watch tomorrow. I've been told the framing is rival gangs in present day, and John Leguizamo is a hoot.

Ant wars are being waged here at the RV homestead. Granules have been sprinkled; next up is the liquid spray. I'd really like not having ants run in and out of my computer, and would like to put a glass of tea down for five minutes without it being overrun.

RIP 2

Okay, I remembered some more who'll be missed:

Maurice Sendak
Carroll Shelby (vrooom)
George "Goober" Lindsey

and of course, word just in that Robin Gibb has died.

SLOOH

Will be watching the annular eclipse start in about an hour from the SLOOH Space Camera. Looking forward to it.

Speaking of nits, why do so many people use "forward" when they mean the "foreword" to a book. You know, "fore" meaning coming before, and "word," to therefore mean the thing that comes before the words, i.e. the text. Do they just not know of the word "foreword"? Aaargh.

I got all exercised on FB the other day when a friend posted somebody else's schmaltzy poster about widows/orphans/etc. Never mind the sentiment; the OP used "that" half the time when speaking of a person; said all people whose partner had died were "widows"; and kids who lost one parent were "orphans." None of these things is correct. Double aargh.

RIP Donna Summers, Carlos Fuentes, and somebody else whose name I've forgotten (heh).

Two negs

First: didn't get the Wells Fargo teller job. Probably for the best. The more I thought about it, the less I thought I'd like it.

Second: Google has "redesigned" the blog page and now, of course, it's difficult to find anything. Instead of having the button that says "New Post" I had to hunt around and find a pencil icon that is the new post button. Oh yes, much more elegant. /sarcasm.