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I have a job interview next week.
Oddly, it's with the employer I've been assuming I won't hear back from--the NYC Department of Mental Health. Not because it had been two months, or because I don't think I'm qualified: but we've been told, repeatedly, that the city has a hiring freeze on, for everything except firefighters and maybe police.
So, next Wednesday morning, I get to put on all my new interview gear, and go knock their socks off. Somewhere between now and then, I'll try to dig out the copy of the job posting, so I know exactly what I'm supposed to be selling them.
Also, I had the plumber in again, to deal with a leak in the bathroom: after asking why I'd sought him out so late (i.e. almost 5:00), he came in, did what needed doing, and adjusted the doorknob as a bonus.
Life is good.
Oddly, it's with the employer I've been assuming I won't hear back from--the NYC Department of Mental Health. Not because it had been two months, or because I don't think I'm qualified: but we've been told, repeatedly, that the city has a hiring freeze on, for everything except firefighters and maybe police.
So, next Wednesday morning, I get to put on all my new interview gear, and go knock their socks off. Somewhere between now and then, I'll try to dig out the copy of the job posting, so I know exactly what I'm supposed to be selling them.
Also, I had the plumber in again, to deal with a leak in the bathroom: after asking why I'd sought him out so late (i.e. almost 5:00), he came in, did what needed doing, and adjusted the doorknob as a bonus.
Life is good.