Song Lyric of the Day:
You don’t know how to ease my pain / You don’t know
10cc / “Cry”
8:03PM.
Not only has my blog been neglected lately, but so have my poor babies. Yum Yum is sitting at the bottom of the stairs meowing at the top of his lungs for me to come get him. He knows he’s not allowed up here in the office, so for now he’s crying at the bottom of the spiral staircase. Hence, today’s Song Lyric of the Day. Also, I heard the song on the radio this morning, the first time in a very, very long time I’d heard it. It brought back vivid memories of the 80’s, particularly Miami Vice. I think one of the episodes featured the song…Anyone else remember that?
Now to my Big News. As my eight (see what I did? I added one) loyal fans know, I recently started a new job. A really good editorial job with a really good company with really nice people. Said loyal fans (and family and friends) also know that since March 2004, I have been applying and applying and applying to HGTV, headquartered here in Knoxville, trying to get my foot in the door. I even made it as far as the gates last summer. Well…one week into my new job, HGTV called me for an interview. As I have Fridays off, I had two interviews two Fridays in a row; the second interview consisted of meeting 10 people in person and one over the phone, which I took to be a good sign. I provided references and continued my day-to-day routine as normal. Lo and behold, no sooner had I left work early Thursday afternoon to get ready for incoming relatives and checked my cell phone’s voicemail than I found a message waiting for me to please call HGTV. I called, and got an offer for a job. A really good editorial job with a good company with really nice people, making the same salary as I am now. Needless to say, I’m overjoyed. Perseverance really does pay off. I used to joke that I wouldn’t stop applying to HGTV until I either was granted an interview or slapped with a cease-and-desist order; fortunately, they went with the former. Lucky for me.
My elation was quickly tempered with an unbelievable amount of stress and guilt over having to give notice one month into my new job. How big of a schmuck was I going to be? My hiring manager was able to meet with me Tuesday afternoon, where I broke the news to her. True to the classy lady she is, she was nothing but supportive and very happy for me, although sad to see me go; I really felt a weight lift off my shoulders after talking with her. This morning, I broke the news to my supervising manager at the job site. She also was happy for me and just as supportive as my hiring manager, but also sad to see me go. No sooner had I gotten back to my office and broken the news to my officemate than people started stopping by to question me–they’d heard a rumor that I was leaving. It’s a real testament to the quality and kindness of my coworkers that, even though I will be leaving after only two months of working there, they want to give me a farewell dinner. I’m glad to know I’ve already made good friends with whom I will do my best to stay in touch.
I gave my current employer 3 1/2 weeks’ notice; I wanted to be able to stay through the first deadline on a document, and HGTV is accommodating and understanding enough that I will starting there at the end of next month.
I am thrilled to be starting this next chapter in my life; I really, truly believe I have found the company with which I can build a career. I hope to be there a very, very, very long time. Added bonus: I can now learn all about new home improvement techniques and new house products and get ideas for our kitchen remodel while I work. It’s a domesticated professional’s wet dream.
