When I mentioned my interview today I neglected to have the future vision that would tell me that today would not be a good day for it. I had no way to know that The Boy would wake this morning sick.
He's actually been at least a little sick for the past week. He's had days that he felt fine, and we assumed he was over it.
After school yesterday he ate a snack and did his homework, but then he lounged on the sofa complaining that he was tired. He fell asleep and wasn't hungry when I got pizza, and he only woke to watch Big Brother play Zelda.
He asleep now, his arms pulled inside his shirt. He's just cold enough for that, but he doesn't want a blanket.
I've tried to call hoping to postpone the interview, but no one is answering the phone just yet. The Grandfather is here finishing up some of the plumbing begun yesterday, and I'm sure he'd be willing to be here for the time I needed to run, but at the same time I feel bad not being here should something arise.
There's also the part where I haven't yet told my current employer that I'm looking elsewhere, and in fact I wasn't looking elsewhere. This interview fell into my lap, and if I didn't think it was likely to be a good opportunity I wouldn't bother. I also did not pick up a few hours today when the current employer called earlier to ask if I could come in at noon. And with my luck someone from work would very likely see me across the square at the other restaurant, and that would surely begin some tiny amount of drama. Restaurants are fueled, to some small extent, by drama, and I'm not willing to fan those flames just yet.
So I have just over an hour before meeting the people, and I'm not really sure what to do. I'll probably wait till noon and hope someone answers the phone then. Or I might ask The Grandfather for the favor.
Thursday, March 24, 2011
i dunno, maybe
Writing a much different post I suddenly realized that my bike is in the trunk of Momma's car which is at her house with the rest of the car. And I'll see her and the car before I need the bike again.
The Grandfather Who Owns The House did some plumbing and some lawn mowing today. I did a small amount of mowing and told him I'd finish tomorrow. I should have time, assuming I can get either of the mowers to work. I know he'll get them working, but he's uncanny that way
I wish my bike was here. Even though it doesn't matter.
I also have a surprise interview tomorrow. A guy I used to work with works across the square at a much different restaurant which is apparently about to lose a couple of people, so they're looking for someone, and this guy remembers me from about a year ago.
There's a whole love/hate relationship, hopefully entirely one sided, between me and my current place of employment. I've been underpaid most of the time I've been there. At the same time I've been passed over for all sorts of perks that I think could have at least been offered to me.
My availability has been fairly limited the entire time I've worked there, though I have ample hours that I can actually work. For what it's worth, I was also the only one with kids most of time that I've been there other than the owner who has both kids and grandkids. There is now another employee, not too bad of a guy, who easily skated into the job of other main kitchen person second to the kitchen manager. I'm not sure of his exact title, and I don't know what he makes. He also has kids, but I won't get into his story. I am, however, glad that I only parented children with a single other person.
I really don't know much about the place I'm visiting tomorrow. I know a little, but I've actually never been in. My going out to restaurant time has kids in it 90% of the time with the other ten being bar food when that's all that's open. I did treat myself to Mexican recently, but that was lunch one day before beginning the picking up of kids from school.
The guy I know talked as if I could show up and have a job, but I have to keep in mind my availability as this place isn't open most days, and that's been my schedule for a couple of years. I've gotten more hours while Momma gets nights which have been better for her. It's worked, and one of us is almost always able to be with the kids. She's willing now to switch her own availability some, and that would certainly help if I decide to take the job.
Of course this does nothing to help my getting-out-of-restaurants-maybe thing I've been thinking about, but maybe it'll be good until I get to that point for reals.
The Grandfather Who Owns The House did some plumbing and some lawn mowing today. I did a small amount of mowing and told him I'd finish tomorrow. I should have time, assuming I can get either of the mowers to work. I know he'll get them working, but he's uncanny that way
I wish my bike was here. Even though it doesn't matter.
I also have a surprise interview tomorrow. A guy I used to work with works across the square at a much different restaurant which is apparently about to lose a couple of people, so they're looking for someone, and this guy remembers me from about a year ago.
There's a whole love/hate relationship, hopefully entirely one sided, between me and my current place of employment. I've been underpaid most of the time I've been there. At the same time I've been passed over for all sorts of perks that I think could have at least been offered to me.
My availability has been fairly limited the entire time I've worked there, though I have ample hours that I can actually work. For what it's worth, I was also the only one with kids most of time that I've been there other than the owner who has both kids and grandkids. There is now another employee, not too bad of a guy, who easily skated into the job of other main kitchen person second to the kitchen manager. I'm not sure of his exact title, and I don't know what he makes. He also has kids, but I won't get into his story. I am, however, glad that I only parented children with a single other person.
I really don't know much about the place I'm visiting tomorrow. I know a little, but I've actually never been in. My going out to restaurant time has kids in it 90% of the time with the other ten being bar food when that's all that's open. I did treat myself to Mexican recently, but that was lunch one day before beginning the picking up of kids from school.
The guy I know talked as if I could show up and have a job, but I have to keep in mind my availability as this place isn't open most days, and that's been my schedule for a couple of years. I've gotten more hours while Momma gets nights which have been better for her. It's worked, and one of us is almost always able to be with the kids. She's willing now to switch her own availability some, and that would certainly help if I decide to take the job.
Of course this does nothing to help my getting-out-of-restaurants-maybe thing I've been thinking about, but maybe it'll be good until I get to that point for reals.
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