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1. Spiderman is real! At least, he is to an autistic Thai boy who crawled out on a ledge because he was scared of starting school.

2. Saturday morning Watchmen! Behold:
 
 

Isn't it fecking brilliant? Makes me nostalgic for those bygone days of Hannah-Barbara animation domination!

3. A federal tax return of $291! Cha-ching!
Report from the Job Hunt Front )
happydalek: (yay)
I just got called to interview for a position tomorrow!  My first interview in three months of looking and applying.  Yikes. 
happydalek: (hawt master)
Got an official letter of rejection from Monticello today.  Just impetus I needed to get out there and fight the throngs of jobless for a shot at one of the dwindling opportunities in my zip code.  As I sat filling in said application, about three other people did likewise, one pleading with the woman behind the desk to, "pray that I get called back!"  Not, "that I get this job," just, "that I get called back."  Desperate much?  Yikes.  I am sooo very lucky that my parents are willing to support me until I get financially independent.  And they're so very understanding of my particular situation, since my mother works for a company with an archaeology division and knows just how limited that field is right now.  The really disillusioning part of this is that the job section in the classified section of the local paper was only half a page on Monday.  Half a page.  Sorry, I don't mean to bring anybody down, it's just...well, it kinda sucks.  I mean, gosh!  Did you all know the economy is in bad shape? *collective gasp*  I know, shocking, isn't it? 
happydalek: (squee)
I applied for an archeology job at Monticello today.  Monticello, as in Thomas Jefferson's mansion in Virginia.  It's only a temporary position, another phase I survey, but it would be beyond awesome to actually do work someplace with a known potential for Grand Historical Discoveries.  Given the state of the economy right now, I'm sure the ad is going to attract more qualified applicants than a dead elephant would scavengers in the middle of a desert, but hey, nothing ventured, nothing gained, you know? 

The really interesting part of it is that if I would get on the crew, I'd kinda have to relocate to Virginia for real, because the job doesn't come with paid lodging or per diem.  This is not a problem, as I have archaeology-type friends a mere half an hour from Monticello whose doors are open for me, job or not (incidentally, they too are applying to ad).  I mentioned this all to my mom, who got rather amusingly thrilled at the prospect of me moving out for real

I have nothing but realistic expectations of my probably-not-going-to-get-it-ness, but... *squees quietly anyway*




happydalek: (didn't see that coming)
Funny.  At the end of last semester my managers mentioned that it was possible that I could be promoted to a supervisor.  Then, at the start of this semester, when they found out I was graduating in May, everybody seemed to drop it (and logically so, I figured--why take all the time to train someone who won't be around?).  Now, at the end of today's shift, one of my managers suggested that I should go for it, anyway.  I told him that while I'd like to do it, I didn't think they were still interested because I was graduating.  He basically said that didn't matter, so long as I was willing to do the job.  Given that I'm already doing the job of a supervisor for half my shifts, I told him I certainly wouldn't mind having it official.  So he's going to send out emails to the proper people, and I may very well be getting that promotion, after all.  Who knows, if I hadn't let the subject drop I might already have had the job by now.  I suppose I really should be more assertive about these things.
happydalek: (please)
I've been at my new job for about a month now, and figured it was time to post some my observations and insights into the eating habits of University students in an all-you-can-eat dining hall.

1.  Students routinely take much more food than they will actually eat, and tend to be extraordinarily messy about it. 

2.  Students also, speaking generally, do not eat very healthy (given the high proportion of untouched salads and empty dessert dishes I dispose of).

3.  Despite lunch and dinner shifts that are 4 hours long, 90% of the students will all come to eat during the same hour.

4.  Any time the menu includes gooey desserts and meat with bones in it, you know the dish room is going to get backed up and very messy.

5.  Everyone who works in the dish room develops "the dish room shuffle," because the floor gets so wet and soapy. 

6.  There are never enough cups or forks.  Never.

7.  The smelliest part of the job is cleaning out the shop vac.

8.  Cooked-on chicken is more durable than steel.

9.  No matter how late you let it get before spraying down the conveyor belt and window, there will always be at least two people who will choose that exact same moment to finally bring up their dirty trays. 

10.  When the air vents stop working, the dish room can get as hot as 110 degrees F and as humid as a sauna.  (This happened yesterday and an employee actually got woozy from it.) 

Employment!

Sep. 5th, 2007 08:02 pm
happydalek: (yay)
In other news, I now have a job.  I have been officially hired to be a dining hall dishwasher.  Yes, it is the scummiest, lowest-paying job on campus.  And yes, I volunteered for it. 

...What can I say, I admire Mike Rowe!

...And the pharmaceutical lab was only hiring biochemistry majors  (I cannot create you yet, my Sharkpeople, but soon.  Soon.)

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