Hooray!!


I interviewed with a large software company earlier this afternoon.

I knew right away this was going to be the one. I just got that vibe.

Sure enough the interview(s) (with 3 managers) went flawlessly and I was sooo on the ball.

It's through a temp agency so they had to contact them first but I called the agency about an hour ago and she confirmed that they wanted me to start Monday!

Now the conundrum is the insurance company position...I haven't heard from them yet (except for the company hired by them to do background checks...they wanted me to provide W-2 forms to verify employment for the companies in New Orleans. I don't keep my records so I don't have them. She had trouble getting ahold of anyone to verify my status at Grants and PMA in N.O. Um, they had a major disaster just a few months back...have you been under a freakin' rock?! Of course it's going to be hard to verify employment from small companies in New Orleans...the records were probably washed away in the floods!!).

Unless I'm reading the software company atmosphere totally wrong, I think I'd rather take that so I may be telling the insurance company "thanks, but..." if I do get that offer. The pay would be slightly better at the insurance company (~$38K (factoring in bonuses) as opposed to $28K), but I see how stressed Ric gets about it sometimes. Plus, I ask myself, do I really want to work with Ric? It's hard enough just living with him. What's more, the software co. hours are better and the job seems easier.

The only thing is the walk. Oddly and coincidentally enough, the software company is about 200 feet due west of the insurance company...you can easily look into the windows of the other building from either building (well, that is, if they weren't tinted like all the posh office buildings around here). They are positioned stradling the main interstate (I-4) running through town and are about the exact distance (as the crow flies) from our house (about 1.5 miles). Either way, at the fat guy speed I walk, we're looking at a tad over an hour each way!

All I can say is, I'd rather be walking for an hour than on the freakin' bus for an hour!

Well, I'm off to celebrate, dear reader, so I shall bid adieu...adieu to unemployment and poverty that is!!