So I'm here to warn you that I'm about to drop off the face of the earth. I'm hoping that in my evenings I'll be able to find a computer and tell you all about my training (though I'm pretty sure I can't tell you anything other than how it makes me feel as it would be breaking my confidentiality contract or something), but I'm not holding my breath.
Though I've not been all that great about blogging recently anyhow. The holidays are coming up, you know, and I was finishing my job hunt.
The job that I hinted at weeks ago — you know, the one where I dropped into the store and got an interview on the spot? — is with Verizon Wireless. I'm pretty sure they can't shoot me for telling you that much. I was actually offered the job on November 1st, but after you're offered the job you have to pass a drug test and a background check. Now, I'm no hardened criminal, so I knew I would, but it still had me biting my nails to the quick (figuratively...I'm not a nail biter in real life).
Now, I was supposed to start in the store tomorrow and leave for training in Beaverton (near Portland) on the 29th — although there was some confusion there too, as corporate said Bellvue (near Seattle in Washington) and my new manager (who seems to be a lovely man, I like him already) said Beaverton. Thursday night, I'm entertaining my friend Brittany who stopped in for a two night visit on her way home from Wisconsin, and we're sitting down with boyfriend eating dinner when my phone rings. Normally, I'm not so crass as to answer my phone during dinner, but I noticed it was my new manager. Since it was 7 p.m., I was mildly concerned as to why he was calling, so I answered.
"Hey kc," he said. "I have some good news and some bad news."
"Okay," I said, my heart pounding as the words "bad news" trigger scary adrenaline.
"Well, first of all, you're cleared. You passed your background check and your drug test. Congratulations, you're an official employee. That's the good news."
"Okay," my heart slows to a more normal rate. "Then what's the bad news?"
"The bad news is that corporate wants you in Bellvue on the fifteenth."
"The fifteenth as in Monday?" I know my voice squeaked a little at that. "This Monday?"
So, as you can see, I've had three days notice. First, they were going to fly us there. Apparently, there were 27 new trainees they were going to have to book flights for — not just for this store, in total — at the last minute. Yesterday, my manager calls me and tells me we're no longer flying, we're driving. They're renting a car for the three of us from this store and we're leaving at 2 p.m. today.
First of all, 2 p.m.? Who leaves for a 6.5 hour trip at 2 in the afternoon? Apparently, we do. Oh well.
I am looking forward to it, in spite of all the last minute planning and running around feeling like a chicken with my head cut off. I have a project I'm going to work on while I'm gone — I'm sending out holiday cards this year — and I'm taking my camera and if I have my own room and a long enough mirror, I'll take pictures of my carefully planned business attire. I think I did a good job of picking out clothes that I'll be happy wearing that still conform to the dress code requirements. We'll see.
So anyways, I'll be gone for this week and then I'll be back for the week of Thanksgiving, though I'll be working in the store. I will try to find time to post a few turkey-day recipes that I love and cherish, so look forward to that. And then after Thanksgiving I'll be back in Bellvue for two weeks.
And then the holidays will be here before I know it and chaos will reign! Oh boy!
Oh! And exciting news: I'm back to running! Out of consideration for my foot/ankle, I didn't go very far yesterday (don't know exact mileage either, because the Garmin is still at the Garmin doctor), and if I manage to squeeze in a run today, I'll be happy, but I won't be running in Seattle just yet. But a little bit is better than none, especially as I'm not training for anything right now, so the fact that I'm running at all is excellent!
Ciao,
kc
YESTERDAY: ~2.75 miles
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