Just Very Quickly

I had my job interview on Monday at the small industrial company. I was pleased with the general office vibe -- laid back and drama free. I sat down with the GM and the office manager. We seemed to have good chemistry. They outlined the general workings of the company and laid out in fine detail the tasks that would be expected of me -- lots of information management, data entry, basic office stuff, and a heavy emphasis on customer service. My resume is almost tailor made to match that list of tasks.

On my part, I think I charmed them -- at least I made them laugh a few times. I tried to communicate that I am an extroverted mega-nerd with a major girl-boner for Excel. Putting information into neat little ordered boxes makes me far happier than it should. I am detail oriented, work well both independently and with a team, take instruction and correction well, am not a control freak, am a problem solver, and that I have received praise from previous employers on my conflict avoidance skills. I stressed that my favorite part of administrative work, hands down, is customer service. (Hub is reading this over my shoulder and questions the not a control freak bit -- but work me and home me are two entirely different people.)

Upon leaving, the office manager told me that my agency had highly recommended me and that she could see why.

Tuesday morning I got a call from my agency that the company would love to have me come be a member of their team.

Screw that other federal agency and their tentative offer for higher pay. They don't know me from Adam. They don't care who I am or that I'm quirky and people-oriented. This place cares that I came highly recommended from an agency that I have been working with for the past year and a half, and they would LOVE to have me come be on their team because they LIKE me! ME! I was chosen for a position for MY personal skill set and winning personality.

So, I avoid downtown rush hour traffic, I'm not stuck in a cubicle, shuffling paper and devoid of human contact, and I am specifically wanted for exactly who I am. This is totally worth taking a $1.86/hour cut in pay. And it is still considerably more than I was making at Great Big Corporate.

I start tomorrow. I already have my first-day outfit picked out.

(BTW -- heard from my old manager at GBC. It has turned into a complete shit show and everyone there that I like, including my manager, is looking for other work. Screw that place.)

Another kind of plus is that the library is on my route home from this job so I can pop in and update more often, unless, you know, I can stealth blog at work. Expect to be hearing from me more often. I have major mom-of-teen shit I need to unload.