My friend and colleague and I are currently in a rubbish situation at work. Our two jobs are being reduced to one and we’re being both being interviewed for the remaining post. It’s a horrible position to be in. Surely it would be better if we could choose our competition event.
Gladiator style?
Sumo suit wrestling?
Tiddlywinks?
For the past few weeks, I’ve been between jobs. Towards the end of last year I decided to take the plunge and leave a permanent job, in which I was very unhappy, for a temporary post with more opportunities to get out and about. The risk was calculated and sadly despite efforts to extend my contract, they had to let me go due to lack of funds…don’t you just love austerity?!
So April was spent scouring the papers, writing job application after job application (A thoroughly demoralising process) until I was offered another temporary contract. Frustratingly, I’ve had an agonisingly long wait while they process references, do criminal records checks, et cetera et cetera . In other words, I’m still waiting for the contract.
In the mean time, I’ve been trying to pay the bills and generally keep myself out of trouble. It’s amazing how busy one can be when they’re unemployed. For the past month I’ve been practicing my cooking skills:
Making some extra dosh on Ebay:
And excitingly, I’ve reignited the freelance work using People Per Hour which allows people to buy and sell their skills/services. I’ve been doing a few things here and there and have been lucky enough to secure an 18month contract drawing a web comic for someone…sneak previews to follow soon! I’ve also set up another wordpress site www.designedbyamy.wordpress.com to showcase some of my design work.
All in all, things are ticking over and although money is tight, life is generally good. Signing out!
I’ve done it! I have found myself a new job and gleefully handed in my resignation! I leaped through rings of fire at my job interview, presenting the biggest, boldest, most articulate and inspiring side of myself – I was a true performing monkey for 2 whole hours!
So now, after three long years of working from home, I will bathe myself in colleagues and office gossip. I will go to the office parties and invite people for drinks after work. I will speak to an IT person if my computer is broken and talk to people about my workload before making a coffee for the person sitting opposite me. I will commute with a solemn look on my face and groan when I miss the bus. I will clock watch on a Monday then kick my heels up with that Friday feeling at the end of the week. I will clear my bedroom of mountains of paperwork and liberate my shelf space to join the millions of you out there who call yourself an OFFICE WORKER!
Big Hair Metamorphosis 