Tuesday, April 20, 2010


...and not about something glamourous or good, either.

I'm in an HR seminar all week in Portland and this afternoon we talked about interviewing candidates, strategic planning, recruiting, blah blah blah.

Many years ago (ok, 5 or 6 to be exact), when I first moved to Seattle, I was interviewing for jobs...normal day jobs, after becoming disillusioned by the massage world and realizing that I needed to eat and pay rent.

So I registered w/ a staffing firm and they sent me on an interview at a travel site's corporate office, where I'd be interviewing for an online marketing position.  Mind you, I knew v little about that at the time, but figured I'd give it a shot and, at the very least, practice my interviewing skills.  

Why not, right?


I went in, and started answering questions the best way I knew how.  I knew I wasn't going to be offered the position, but like I said, it was perfect for me to practice!  
There were a few questions I didn't know the answer to, so I explained to this to the panel.
At one point, one of the interviewers leans forward and says, "Define obscure."
*blink blink*

I stared at him.  I knew what he was getting at - he figured I had no idea what I was talking about during the interview...which I really didn't, but that was plain rude.  I remember the exact moment too - his face, his demeanor (he was already condescending after he read thru my resume), his shitty preppy outfit.  I also remember his cohorts (there were 4 total) actually SNICKERING after he asked me.  Out of the 4 douchebags, only 1 looked like he felt kind of bad for me. 

I wound up getting a job elsewhere and since then, have continued to work in pretty awesome jobs.  I may not have made it in marketing, but that wasn't what I wanted to do anyway and definitely didn't want to work w/ people like that.

To that guy, I say:

Hey asshole, when your department got slashed over there, I'm pretty sure you lost your job in the process.  Karma's a bitch, huh?  Now who's obscure?

Thursday, April 15, 2010

Well THAT'S odd

Ok...so the numb arm thing.  It's moved its way to numb left forefinger.  Wha happen...?

It's the weirdest sensation - you know what I'm talking about if you've ever slammed your fingers in a door or dropped something on your big toe and it goes numb for a bit before the pain sets in?  That's what my finger feels like - only w/ no pain.  Just numbness.  

It's been going on for about 3 weeks now.  It doesn't bother me, it's just...weird.  

Anyone else had this before?  

Friday, April 9, 2010

My arm

So you might've read about how I'd like someone to bring me a bionic arm (below).

I'm serious.  

Maybe a bionic shoulder blade too.  Or shoulder blade muscle.

I think I've figured out what the hell's wrong w/ my left arm...
I noticed that when I'm at work it's sore.  Uncomfortable.  Like I need to just keep stretching all day (not a bad thing, actually, I could do that all day).  Or rather like I want to tear my left scapula out of my body.  Extreme, I know, but right now, I think it might actually FEEL good.

Ergonomics.  I don't haz them here at work.  My desk is made for someone that's 5'9" and I'm 5' nothin.  I don't even think my office knows what ergonomics really is b/c everyone I see is sitting improperly - keyboards up too high, seats too low, slumped over, twisting in all different directions.

It's like a workman's comp claim just waiting to happen.  And when I bring it up, I'm returned with a mouthbreathing blank stare.

What do I do?  Any suggestions?

Thursday, April 8, 2010


Kind of lame that blogger won't let me post a video, so here's the link instead:



I'm totally going back.  
Anyone?  Anyone?

**yes, I look like a little midget on a trapeze, I know this.