Purplehorseshoe, having worked on the other size of zoo hiring, I’m afraid it’s one of those places where there are often a crazy number of applicants even for what seems like a fairly basic or poorly paid role. Even the little place I’m involved with had applicants from 3 countries for their recent hiring, and they’re tiny and barely advertised the role. It’s really insular as well; without zoo experience, especially if you’re applying for a position working with the animals but sometimes for office staff as well, the big places will often auto reject regardless. It can be really hard to get in.
If you’re applying for an office job in a zoo, they can sometimes actually treat mentioning pets as a red flag as well, trying to filter out applicants who really want to be a keeper and are trying to get their foot in the door by applying for something else they don’t actually want to do (some can be hilarious as well, the place I’m involved with once got an application with ‘I once had a goldfish’ listed as a qualification).
Probably doesn’t make you feel better, but I once got an auto-reject for what was advertised as an entry level role from a zoo near where I used to live because of ‘insufficient experience’ when I’d previously worked in a role where I’d been supervising the level I was applying for, at a smaller zoo, for 5 years.
My daughter is moving out in nine weeks.
You’d think it was this weekend.
Yesterday she was on a tear, getting appointments set up - doctor, optometrist, dentist, audiologist as a one last fling before she’s off my plan. Well, technically, she’s on my plan until December, but there aren’t any covered clinics in her new city. After I pointed out her 2pm optometrist appointment will not work with her 3pm audiologist appointment, located 30 minutes away from each other, she became frustrated.
“Adulting sucks!”
I hate that phrase. So much. And I’ve been hearing it so much.
She wants her boyfriend to drive up almost three hours in his little beater Accord to load up his car. You’re going to have to rent a U-Haul anyways, wouldn’t it make sense to just wait? The logic was not penetrating her brain.
“Ugh! Adulting sucks!”
We’ve started to transfer her bills into her name. She knows she will be off the family phone plan, so I suggested she and her boyfriend look at plans together when she was last down there. So many choices! And don’t forget renters insurance. So many choices! It’s so confusing!
“Adulting sucks!”
Yes, dear, being an adult, taking care of your responsibilities, doing for yourself CAN suck.
Last night she looked at me very seriously and asked why I’m not helping her more. More than what? What do you want me to do? She’s a serious over planner. Everything has a pro/con chart. Everything. I’m proud that she’s not a will-o-the-wisp person, but sometimes her need for organization causes problems. When I tried to gently point out that she’s too far ahead of herself, she snarled at me about how I’m never prepared for anything, and how I don’t “adult well”.
For fuck’s sakes; it is SOLD PENDING PICK UP, just like I wrote on the ad!!! No, you can’t pick it up tomorrow. I don’t care that you’re interested in it - don’t bother me about it. The measurements are given in the listing - use your reading eyes. And, in closing, I’ve had 10 people message me about it in 10 minutes - no, the price is NOT negotiable. Come to think of it, maybe it should be - how high are you willing to go?
Ooooh. Until I read that, I was thinking you should sit her down and gently tell her how proud of her you are and how great adulting can be when you feel that sense of accomplishment yada yada.
If you get one of those office jobs, and your co-workers turn out to be organizational incompetents who royally fuck things up, what are you supposed to say? My normal expression for this is “this place is a goddam zoo!”. Yet when everyone nods in quiet agreement, the normally pithy expression seems to lose a lot of its impact.
I don’t usually mini rant but I am so over this…we put our London home on the market a month or two before the Brexit vote, never imagining for a minute that the Brits would vote to leave. Fast forward two years…still on the market…today we received a letter from the project manager for the house three doors up. It has been vacant for at least 7 years that I know of but the owner has finally decided to tear it down and build a new one. Construction starts in July and is expected to take 18 months. sigh
Anyone want to buy a house on a noisy, dusty street?
Last night, I got a text message in Russian. I just deleted it. Not five minutes later, I got a notice from Google that somebody in Russia had tried to access my Google account, using my password, but they had not been allowed to do so because it was at an unknown location. I had to change my password.
If I keep selling things on Facebook swap and buy, you guys will be seeing a lot more of me here.
You were supposed to pick it up Wednesday; you moved pick up to Thursday because reasons. You agreed to pick up at 2, then at 1 you changed it to 3. It’s 3:45, and still no sign of you. I’m going to start putting a line in my ads - “Preference given to quick pick up” because of people like you, who for some reason are excellent at saying you want something so no one else can buy it, but really suck at showing up and paying for it. :mad:
How about you start putting in the line “Quick pick up or purchase price is forfeit… (If you’re over an hour late, the item and your payment are both MINE!)"
Crap. Yesterday evening I noticed that my diamond engagement ring of 23+ years was missing its main diamond. I have no idea when or where it fell out. I keep looking around the house for it but I don’t have much hope. I had no idea that the prongs of a gemstone setting could break.
We present tonight’s educational and informative post in a Q&A format.
Q: What are the advantages of a desktop computer over a laptop?
A: When you spill an entire glass of wine over the keyboard of a laptop, there are sparks and funny noises and it no longer works. This happened to a friend a while ago (really).
Q: This doesn’t happen with a desktop?
A: Apparently not. It happened to … um, another friend just tonight. The keyboard had to be shaken out a bit and sponged down but it still seems to work. Anyway, at worst one would have to replace the keyboard, which is different than replacing a laptop motherboard AND internal keyboard.
Q: Are you sure you can spill a whole glass of wine all over a desktop keyboard and still have it work?
A: I’m typing on it, aren’t I? I mean, my friend is.
Q: Wouldn’t it make more sense not to have wine around computers?
A: Don’t be silly. And now if you’ll excuse me, I think the washer just finished doing some emergency laundry for my friend and I have to put it in the dryer.
My big orange cat hates me. He had some kind of ear infection, head shaking, scratching at it and a foul odor. The vet found no wound, but gave me 2 Rx’s. Of course getting put into the carrier and taken to the vet was trauma 1, nuclear. Getting grabbed up and (OMG) wrapped in a towel and held by my BF (who he dislikes except when he (the cat) is hungry), and treated with 2 meds, was clearly DefCon.
You know of course that it is impossible to catch an indoor/outdoor cat who doesn’t want to be caught. And keeping him in is difficult because the other cat thinks she’s been shut out FOREVER.
Mrs. J. discusses a proposal for roof work with a highly rated local contractor. She asks (among many other things) about getting a non-smoking crew, seeing that a previous roof job years ago resulted in massive tobacco butt discards in our yard. The roof company rep assures her this won’t be a problem, because the crew is Mexicans.
And not only that, they’re Christians.
Well OK then. But for some reason I’m reminded of the scene in “No Country For Old Men” where an old lady approvingly says (to a hired killer, as I recall) “It’s not often you see a Mexican in a suit.”
When I get home, I find a political ad in the mail from a candidate for the Republican nomination for Congress in our district, Troy Balderdash (not quite his real name, but very close). Troy wants us to know he is joined by the hip (or some other even more intimate body part) to Donald Trump, and if elected will help continue draining the swamp and getting that durn wall built.
Take-home message: if I want a nice leak-proof roof, I better act now, or all those nice non-smoking Mexican Christians are going to wind up on the wrong side of the Rio Grande. :(:smack:
