things have happened, and been recorded in varying amounts of detail in various places.
I took two days off last week, and spent them interviewing instead of relaxing, as I semi-intended.
For some reason, I got up at 2 both days in order to get to the airport. I managed to score a rental car for my first interview, though it tapped my bank account and I took ages to get to the interview site, since my phone's GPS declined to work and my printed directions kept blowing away.
I was not super impressed by the layout of the first site--there are 3 offices spread over three buildings, and you have to cross a road to get to the administrative one. There's no crosswalk, just a 3-way stop. The lab setup was different from what I was used to, but everyone was super friendly and knowledgeable. The lab staff had been around forever, and were super friendly.
The medical director made me want to cry, though, asking me what I intended to be doing in 10 years, then making a comment about the stability of the lab and something deprecating along the lines of unambitious. I felt the rest of the afternoon as though I had been living a lie...and it still makes me leery of taking the job. I have ambitions, but they are unrelated to the position. :/ How do I get there?
The second job--recalibrated my expectations entirely. I didn't get to meet any lab staff, and only interviewed with HR and a financial person (who I wouldn't interact with anyways). I gave my contact information to the head REI, and he didn't bother to call me on Sunday (so I'm glad I didn't hold my breath for it). I understand the REI I spoke to had a family emergency, but I got my understanding of the organization from the HR person (who was hired in September). Finally I figured out that I would be working alone in the lab (or with an off-site lab director & andrologist), as the embryologist/lab director I did not meet was leaving. The overall impression I got filled me with foreboding.
I passed 2 references on to the first job. I don't even feel like contacting reference #3. I think I'm a shoo-in for the job...though the director didn't say as much, she hugged me (I think, unless I am far more awkward than I think) and discussed briefly the process of negotiating my salary.
I don't know what I want any more, except to get out of the job I have now. Monday was spent working around renovations, and today was mostly consumed by a three-hour lab meeting in which nothing was accomplished. My boss is incompetent.
So if I don't get this job, that means I have permission to seek outside the field, right?
Sometimes it sucks to be an atheist. :P
I am also close to hopelessly behind on my NaNovel, and am not sure how much I care about hitting the 50,000 word mark this year. Plotting sucks; pantser for life!