Wednesday, January 4, 2006

back to work...again

I made potato latkes last night and not only did I cut myself but my fingers still smell like onions. I love onions but I don't particularly want to smell like them. But it was for Eris' birthday dinner so it was all well worth it. Once I get started I actually rather enjoy cooking. It was a nice end to a long weekend.

I am back at work. I had to come back eventually, so why not today? I thought briefly about calling in sick again but I didn't want things to snowball out of control. Once I cross a line it is very hard for me to go back, and I could just see myself calling in sick until all my vacation days had been used up. Having a good work ethic is overrated. You call up and say “I am not coming in”. They say ok - no questions asked. In fact when I called yesterday the woman seemed shocked I even bothered to call at all. And I still get paid. Wondrous!!

I wish jobs didn't require attendance EVERYDAY. If I could come in every once in a while, when I was in the mood to get out of the house or to do something slightly more productive than sitting on the couch, that would be great. Or if I needed to mail some stuff but didn't feel like waiting in line at the post office I could come in and do that. Or if I was bored and hungry and they were having a luncheon. Or maybe even if I just wanted to help out a little. Or maybe if attendance was mandatory only once a week. Or If I had an 11:00am - 3:00pm with Fridays off kind of schedule. But no. If you have a job you have to come in everyday - all day. It seems like craziness to me but people around here have really taken to it. It seems like I am the only one complaining about how much we work. I don't even work the most hours! And I don't even do any work!

I, of course, am constantly racking my brain to see if I can find some other way to support myself - besides working. Well, I have absolutely no marketable skill or talent. I don't have any unmarketable skills or talents either for that matter. A few people were talking the other day about getting back into their hobbies. I never really had one so I guess that means I will just continue doing whatever it is I waste my life doing. But I wish them all much luck with their hobbies.

That used to upset me, that I had no hobby/skills. When I was younger it bothered me because I knew there was no chance I would be ever crowned Miss America simply because I didn't have a talent. I can't play anything, I can't sing or dance or do anything like that. I suppose I could have learned something - I tried. But it didn't take and I always quit. It doesn't bother me so much anymore except when people ask me what my hobbies are. Some potential employers actually ask that at interviews. What the fuck do they care as long as I show up for work? "What are your hobbies?" "What do you do for fun?" I clearly can't say drink beer and write on my blog. What do they want to hear? "Well funny you should ask because I am actually in the middle of composing a four part sonata and on the weekends I am up at my vineyard hand picking grapes." Wouldn't they prefer that I have absolutely nothing going for me besides my job. That way I can be glued to my desk like a crazy person. What do they care if I have a hobby? When asked this I usually make something up on the spot, but I think they can tell I am lying.

I haven't had a job interview for a few months and I am afraid I might lose my edge. Not that I had any kind of edge that was able to get me a job...but still, I was in a groove. I am afraid if I ever get called for an interview again I will just come off as really annoyed, like they are wasting my time. Which of course they inevitably are because none of these people ever seem to have any intention of giving me a job, more on that later. But maybe that is what I need, a little more job interview attitude. Maybe that will work. Perhaps the smart, funny, charming Liz isn't enough for them – maybe that’s not what they are looking for. Maybe they can see past it. Maybe the sarcastic, impatient, and annoyed Liz is the Liz they want. Maybe when they start asking useless questions I could just say “are we done yet? Because I called in sick for this interview and I was hoping to get some shopping done. I wont steal office supplies, at least not expensive ones, and I will show up on time. Can we do the rest of this over email?” I’ll give it a try and let you know how it goes.

Oh yeah before I go how come I keep seeing women in big puffy coats that are the color yellow that should only be reserved for taxi cabs and school buses? Whoever started this trend should be shot. I am all for yellow, but come on people. Everything in moderation. I know the city is dangerous and there are cars darting about but please if you are wearing it just to avoid getting hit by a car it isn't necessary. If anything it is making people want to hit you even more. Who ever wakes up and goes to the store thinking “gee, all I want today is a big, puffy, school bus yellow winter down coat!” What stores even sell these? I just don’t know.

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