No news yet. Surprised? Probably not, because there's been nothing else posted here about the issue.
I couldn't imagine anything between these two companies being worked out in a matter of a week. No way. It sometimes takes days of phone tagging for me to get something to someone - this could be weeks down the track I imagine.
I am slowly starting to settle a bit - not so worked up. If they call, they call and if they don't, they don't. No point stressing any more with something I can't change.
Not saying I haven't lost hope - I can't wait for some news to come through. But waiting so intensely throws my focus off other things, which is such a disruption it's unbelievable.
I might send the recruitment agency an email. See if they've heard anything more.
A quick update about the situation.
Recruitment agency called and said that we'll know for sure whether the deal has been decided on late today (Friday) or first thing Monday morning. He said they were happy with me, and now they're just ironing out the other side of the agreement between the two companies.
I am putting it out to the universe that they will call me late this afternoon. I don't know if I could wait the entire weekend. Well, I probably could, but I'd love a couple of days to sit on the decision and mull over in my head what the next few weeks will be like, rather it all happening at once.
Have been plugging away the past couple of days trying to move a whole lot of work off my desk. I have this strange feeling about it all. Michelle Williams, from Dawson's Creek said that working on that show made her feel like she was mafia. The whole time she was working there, she was always working on something that would get her off the show. So it was like being someone running a Pizza place (your 'legit' business that everyone sees) and operating the drug/weapons/money lending behind the shop (that no one sees).
I think that's how I am feeling at the moment.
One thing you should know about me is that I hate waiting.
Not for things like, interest to be paid into a bank account or to reach a savings target. More like waiting for something that I have no control over.
I hate not having control over things.
So I am waiting on a phone call. A phone call that can change my direction at the moment. It's not ground breaking but significant enough to put me on edge all day.
When someone says 'early next week', it usually means Tuesday. So all of today I have been waiting. But nothing has come through. Frustrations galore.
And it's this complicated weave of variables which I don't like at all.
I'm grumpy today. May go home tonight and sulk.
I have to post an email received this morning. It's gold.
A woman had noticed a spelling mistake in some advertising of ours that went out. "Received" was "Recieved". This was her email:
Subject: ABSOLUTE HORROR
Good afternoon from a resident of [Golf Club this women thinks is important] and Country Club.
On reading your FULL PAGE advertisement in [industry magazine, written in CAPS] a few moments ago, I was absolutely horrified to see your whole advertisement has spelled the word recEIve recIEve. Never in the history of mankind has this word been spelled with an ie after the c.
If I were you, I would demand my money back from your printer. The old adage "i before e EXCEPT AFTER C" still stands today.
I suggest you correct this aberration in your future advertising. It really makes your organisation look terribly amateurish. Have none of you ever heard of spell-check?
Sorry to be so angry, but this mistake is unforgivable.
I was stunned, to how rude some people can be. Fair call, should be correct. But a "by-the-way" would have worked just fine. Came through to the CEO. He called her psychotic. My response amongst staff was this:
Just because I can, for'i' before 'e' except after 'c' has many exceptions and should not be used as the golden rule:
Species, science, sufficient, ancient, society (where ie follows c).
Leisure, weird, theism, eight, weight, protein, sovereignty, foreign, vein, feisty, kaleidoscope, being, reign, neighbour, and their (where ei is not preceded by c).
My CEO's response amongst staff (you know, the drafted email you WANT to send, but can't):
I must say I am horrified that you would be “horrified” by a simple spelling error.
I personally think some of things happening in the world at the moment are horrifying but don’t include spelling errors in this.
I also may find murder or the like “unforgivable” but I do find it possible in my heart to forgive a spelling mistake.
Each to their own I guess.
The joys of customers.
I am nothing short of shattered, but I thought I would post before I drag my butt to bed. I know, 9.32pm on a Friday night. Oh, to be young and foolish once again.
First off, for my little friend who reads this - I am yet to read your chapters fully, but I promise that is my mission on the weekend. I have no set plan, and no paid work to be had so I can sit down with a cup of tea and take it all in, slowly.
Probably should have written that better.
Anyways. Today was a little bit out there. Had a massive dummy spit.
Correction, had a massive dummy spit in my mind. Vented in an email to best friend. Did not feel much better afterwards. To the people around me, looked very calm as I punched away at my keyboard.
Dummy spit relates to frustration with current full time employment. Especially management. And some things in general. Do I sound like I whine a lot? I feel like I do. I feel like that is bad and that I should stop whining. Talk about bad karma putting negativity into the blog.
Let me see, what to write.
Was at a YE (young entrepreneurship) workshop last night run in the local community by the business networks. Love, love, love at the moment. Think of a real world, condensed introduction to business. No fluff. No egos. Relevant workshops and support that go back to exactly what you do. They even customize the mentors so you know you're getting someone who works in the area you may need help in.
Very good to be around others who think alike too. Everyone is under 28 and owns and operates their own business. Not so much a cheaters home business like mine (for some reason I feel like, unless you got out of the home study, it's never a proper business) but these guys have a fully running business. One is Mac and IT support for offices, one runs an environmental cleaning product business (this one is a cracker), other a transport business and another a hunting business for feral animals. These guys thought, You know what. I am going to be completely in control of my life and my income. I'm going to work for myself. None of this umming and ahhing - they just did it.
I am currently re-doing my website and setting up my structures. Registering business names and domains next week and going over the business plan.
Must get into the book club a bit more this weekend. Cannot let that lapse. I was the one who set the bloody thing up.
I am very fortunate to have received my friend's updated blog post on my Blackberry this morning while in bed. As unhealthy as it seems, I woke up, reminded myself of who I really was and who I really am rather than a pre-teen with unusual magical powers trying to defeat a town of zombies (How? by Pretending to be one and following them to their group meetings, that's how!) I picked up my phone and read any emails that had come through in the night - one was a RSS feed update for the blog.
You can read the blog here: http://nickweekly.weebly.com/1/post/2011/02/technical-difficulties.html
Now, laptops. My poor laptop would have been very upset if I had read the post on it. So thank you to the Blackberry for taking that one. It wasn't a glowing reference to them, was it?
I must say, I love my dear friend from Nick Weekly, and I understand his troubles. Except you could compare his frustration with his laptop to my desktop at work. Sheer, hell.
I have to say, first up that I have not had any real dramas with our laptops. Currently, I think we have 8 or 9 sitting around the house, 2 of those are functioning as the 'lounge room' computers, with my desktop residing in my study. So we are running the three computers in our house. My desktop is custom built, but my two laptops are the dreaded Acer. One is about 6 years old. The other, only about 6 months old. And I would have to say I would recommend an Acer to anyone. Tough little things they are.
Well, in regards to us, anyway.
Now, the work computer. I shouldn't tell on it too much, because you see it's not the computer's fault. If the computer, for whatever reason is not working correctly, then it's a matter of fixing it or removing it. BUT. Throw this into the equation. An IT guy who only knows what I would call a standard amount of IT knowledge and a class A bullshit artist.
History does not fair well for the IT and Design department. Usually, they are in heated talks. Sometimes wars begin. Some people claim that they get on fine with theirs, or a friend of a friend does but these stories are only there to help us keep going during rough times. Ours has learnt that if he calls with the simple solution of 'restarting the computer' his world will end.
Logically, I think outside of work I could get on with the IT guy. They usually carry the same dry sense of humour, and I like to know about what they do. But inside of work - oh, my god. Frustrating.
I grew up with a bullshit artist. I can be one and I have many friends. Which means I can see it from a mile away. The people who say something without actually saying it? The people that seem to know so much about something (when really, they know fuck all)? The ones that leave you confused to why you agreed to something, but you're sure they gave you good reason. So when IT guy tries it on. No dice buddy. You've got no idea. That's what I'm hearing.
So my computer dies. It freezes. The lag stops me working several billion times a day. I save and I can't touch the computer without it crashing. But apparently I don't know what's good for me, best computer apparently. Wrong. My 2 year old at home works fucking brilliantly - with the same work mind you people - and not one of these problems. Explain that buddy.
Computers, can't live with them and you can't live without them. The laptop situation for my Nick Weekly? Keep them, then buy a new one. Computers don't last long today, especially high priced consumer shit. So 3 years? Done well love. I'll have a look around for you.
Find a friend, who likes to dabble in building them. Get them to fix the other two, then sell them.
I'm about to get off mine and have a shower. Lucky my Blackberry will be close by though.