peak:
I'm one of two finalists for a job I interviewed for. And I got a haircut.


valley:
I could have driven home this afternoon to start a long holiday, but I'm still at school at 9 p.m.


noise:
Goo Goo Dolls:
"Black Balloon"


food:
Oreo Blast from Sonic.


thoughts:
Enough school.
It's time to drive.


365:
27 March 2001
Full of shit.

wednesday
03.27.02

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"My basic principle is that you don't make decisions because they are easy; you don't make them because they are cheap; you don't make them because they're popular; you make them because *they're right*." (Theodore M. Hesburgh, President, Notre Dame)


I got a call this morning about 8:30 from the only organization with whom I have interviewed for a job. After a meeting each with a big boss and an intermediate boss, they wanted to tell me that I'm one of two finalists. I'm excited. I think. No, wait. I am excited.

My buddy Jonathan spent the better part of last summer searching for a job before getting lucky. I've read accounts from the many folks over in Three Way Action Land looking for gainful employment. Recession or no recession, it's obvious that jobs aren't just falling off trees. Knowing this reinforces how fabulous it would be to land a job on my first attempt. However, there are elements of this position that weren't in the original post-graduation plan.

Initially, the job would require me to move back home. This isn't a deal-breaker by any stretch of the imagination because I was willing to do that for the chance at a fire department job. Yet, this job isn't with the fire department... And I've been told in both interviews so far that the position is extremely time-consuming. So much so that I might not have time for the fire department. Is that a deal-breaker? Maybe. Am I stupid for thinking that it's a deal-breaker? Probably.

The big perk of this job is that I would be on my own. No office. No direct supervision. I would make my own hours (which I'm told will be about 60 a week). And they would pay me about 60% more than the fire department ever would -- really good wages for my neck of the woods.

The job also offers upward mobility after a couple of years or so if I'm willing to relocate, which I am. I would entertain the notion of coming back and raising a family in Smallville some day, but that day isn't now. I think a job that would carry me to other parts of the country would be great.

Somewhere between the pros and the cons is the fact that this job has nothing to do with the fire service or journalism -- the two things I love in life. And with that, the knowledge that I've never been very good at something that I didn't just love. Could I learn to love this job? Sure. Anything's possible. But I don't know because I've never done anything quite like it and I'm trying to expell any negative notions from my thinking.

I know that analyzing all of this right now might be getting the cart ahead of the horse. There is another guy in the running for this job and only one of us is going to get lucky after what I'm hoping is the final interview next week. But if I'm the chosen one, they'll be asking me if I want the job and I want to be able to give them a straight answer.

If they asked right now, I'd say "yes."

I hope I get the chance to say that next week.


Happy Easter, ya'll.


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