In brief


First off, a random site-hit trivia bit I found amusing.

Apparently I offer moral guidance
In contrast to the many bra-size related hits I often get on this site, some people come here seeking answers to their spiritual or moral dilemmas. Two searches from Saturday:

what it means to walk with god
infidelity christian morality husband

... All this nicely juxtaposed, of course, with "ingredients of a fussy navel drink." He/she musta been a bit fuzzy on the spelling skills.

A working girl once more
But as for the serious bits of this post, I've finally got some work again! At least for 2-3 weeks. Since returning from the West Coast about two months ago, I've been getting by financially on a combination of freelance work, gifts from friends and family, and temp work. The only place I've actually temped, however, is a large international ad agency that actually was the very first place I temped when just a wee newbie in the city. Ah, the memories.

OK, actually not. I have little to no recollection of what the heck I did then, except that you couldn't drink Coke on-site. Which is still true.

The funny thing about this assignment is that it was offered to me a little over a week ago, when I was still in full-ailment and generally losing to the cold (turns out I had an ear infection and probably a sinus infection as well; unfortunately the medicine can give you other kinds of infections as well; ugh). At that time the position was billed as "long-term" temp work — for as many months as I wanted. But I didn't really like the idea of being stuck as an admin where I'd probably have lots of bored time, so I asked for some time to consider. Besides, I had recently applied for a very interesting long-term contract position, open to telecommuting, with the San Francisco offices of an education-related non-profit. It might have been a long-shot, but I didn't know that for sure. So I asked for time to contact them and see if there was any real chance they'd be interested in me for the job. If I was not even on their "maybe" list, after all, they could surely tell me that.

It took a lot of phone calls before I finally reached a person and one who could help me answer my question, but the answer proved to be happy. They were interested! And after I completed the necessary confidentiality agreement, an editing test would be on its way to me. I've now completed the test and returned it to them. If it didn't arrive yesterday, it should surely be there by Monday. Then I get to wait another week or so before I hear what they think of my proofing skillz.

I figure, if they wind up hiring me, the time it will take to proof my test and set me up as a contractor will probably be about the length of this assignment I've taken. You see, after I turned down the gig at the ad agency (and went back to the engrossing work of trying to get well), the temp peeps found another girl. Only she proved to not work out so well; by Thursday they sent her home. And somehow when they called me up Thursday morning to see if I'd step in, the terms of the job had changed. It is no longer a long-term assignment, but a 2- to 3-week gig while they find someone permanent. And that works out fine by me.

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