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tass has incarnated the spirit of Freddy Mercury. But first, these other headlines:)
On Monday I start back at De Anza in a temporary (but full-time) capacity, filling in for Chuong Le (who moved into my old position and now is moving out of it), until all the bureaucracy is in place to be able to apply for the actual permanent position (it has to be "opened" for hiring and they can only do so after the previous incumbent is officially out, which is Monday). This should take several weeks so we are probably talking February at least before the permanent position would be filled, and so at $21.08 an hour we're talking some significant temporary cash here (although I do need to buy myself some health insurance - note to self). I would, of course, have to go through the hiring process like any other fresh candidate, but I would not like to meet in a dark alley (so to speak) the person who could best me in qualifications, since I did that exact job before, and recently at that. So if I have not been hired by the City of Sunnyvale by that time, I'll apply and expect to be hired. Whee. I am looking forward to cleaning up his (my) desk. Am I the only one who organizes in that place? Sheesh.
We have a new furnace. I was blessedly in Canada at the time it was installed and thus was not awakened at 8:30 AM by the installation crew, nor the follow-up phone call at the same time a few days later. Its blower is pretty noisy, moreso than the old one, but nothing I can't sleep through. Kiss $2200 or so goodbye there. We had to replace it since the box which contains the fire had apparently finally rusted through in one spot, which not only meant combustion might not have been clean (it was setting off my mother's over-sensitive smoke detector with some ionized particle or another, at 6-8 AM three days in a row), but that the fire could get out of hand and light off all that nice happy chopped-newspaper insulation we had installed in the attic space the autumn before last. It had needed replacing, really, for some time, since it was the original one in the house (1955), but all of a sudden there was this camel, and this straw, you see. (These sorts of unexpected or semi-unexpected expenses are why my father is "tighter than the bark on a tree" with his money, and not too inclined to go out and buy a new car after his old one was totaled (despite the hassle of sharing a car with my mother), now that he's been retired for almost two years and has only Social Security and some modest interest income to live on, thus assets are decreasing rather than continuing to increase. I wish my mother would see this...)
(And finally, your MST3K moment: "You are not a princess." "No?" "You are a queen!" Mike: "In that you look like Freddy Mercury.")
tass has incarnated the spirit of Freddy Mercury. But first, these other headlines:)On Monday I start back at De Anza in a temporary (but full-time) capacity, filling in for Chuong Le (who moved into my old position and now is moving out of it), until all the bureaucracy is in place to be able to apply for the actual permanent position (it has to be "opened" for hiring and they can only do so after the previous incumbent is officially out, which is Monday). This should take several weeks so we are probably talking February at least before the permanent position would be filled, and so at $21.08 an hour we're talking some significant temporary cash here (although I do need to buy myself some health insurance - note to self). I would, of course, have to go through the hiring process like any other fresh candidate, but I would not like to meet in a dark alley (so to speak) the person who could best me in qualifications, since I did that exact job before, and recently at that. So if I have not been hired by the City of Sunnyvale by that time, I'll apply and expect to be hired. Whee. I am looking forward to cleaning up his (my) desk. Am I the only one who organizes in that place? Sheesh.
We have a new furnace. I was blessedly in Canada at the time it was installed and thus was not awakened at 8:30 AM by the installation crew, nor the follow-up phone call at the same time a few days later. Its blower is pretty noisy, moreso than the old one, but nothing I can't sleep through. Kiss $2200 or so goodbye there. We had to replace it since the box which contains the fire had apparently finally rusted through in one spot, which not only meant combustion might not have been clean (it was setting off my mother's over-sensitive smoke detector with some ionized particle or another, at 6-8 AM three days in a row), but that the fire could get out of hand and light off all that nice happy chopped-newspaper insulation we had installed in the attic space the autumn before last. It had needed replacing, really, for some time, since it was the original one in the house (1955), but all of a sudden there was this camel, and this straw, you see. (These sorts of unexpected or semi-unexpected expenses are why my father is "tighter than the bark on a tree" with his money, and not too inclined to go out and buy a new car after his old one was totaled (despite the hassle of sharing a car with my mother), now that he's been retired for almost two years and has only Social Security and some modest interest income to live on, thus assets are decreasing rather than continuing to increase. I wish my mother would see this...)
(And finally, your MST3K moment: "You are not a princess." "No?" "You are a queen!" Mike: "In that you look like Freddy Mercury.")
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