Sunday, June 28, 2009
The New Job
Okay, okay. I know I change jobs like most people change underwear. It's like I have this permanent nagging voice in the back of my head telling me to move on once I have reached a certain level of success. I started to count all the jobs I have had since I graduated from Texas A&M (greatest college on earth), and I am officially embarrassed. I will say, however, that I have never, ever been fired from a job. I always leave on my own terms and of my own choosing.
So you can all join in my humiliation, here is the running tally:
1. Texaco: big city, boring job
2. Williams: same big city, lots of traveling, like watching paint dry on a daily basis.
3. Dell: white collar sweatshop meets Melrose Place. At least I snagged a hubby!
4. The Gap: Yes, that's right. I took a job that paid $7/hour just to pay for mother's day out in Little Rock.
5. TAP Pharm: 1st pharma job, fantastic partners and manager, tnen I moved home and the opposite happened. BAD manager, 1 bad co-worker, and 1 good new friend. Yes Andrea, you are the friend, not bad co-worker.
6. Boehringer-Ingelheim Pharm: 6 months. Again, 1 really bad co-worker, and 1 very good friend.
7. PLATO: Best paying job I ever had. Most stressful and worst boss I have ever had. Add a new baby in the mix, and post Costa-Rica sales trip win, and I was outta there. Oh yeah - 1 more great co-worker.
8. InVentiv: Contract Pharma. Awesome job, awesome manager, awesome co-workers, and I did awesome too! Contracted was terminated and I hit the unemployment line.
9. Substitute teaching: Does this count as an actual job or babysitting? High school freshman are awful. But I do admit, there are some pretty great teachers still teaching at WHS.
10. Rio Grande Regional Hospital: 8-5 office hell, won't elaborate.
11. Innovex: Contract Pharma. Praying this gig lasts. I will admit schlepping around the Valley in the 100+ degree heat sucks the big one, but at least I get paid for it!
My only hope is that those who have worked with me know that I give my jobs (notice plural) 100%. I can never not work, as I have bad, expensive habits that don't allow for it. When my kids go to college and don't have to take out student loans, maybe they'll thank me one day. When Carter is speaking in full, complete sentences, hopefully one day he'll know that his therapy and schooling may have cost quite a bit, but was worth every sweaty penny I ever earned.
So you can all join in my humiliation, here is the running tally:
1. Texaco: big city, boring job
2. Williams: same big city, lots of traveling, like watching paint dry on a daily basis.
3. Dell: white collar sweatshop meets Melrose Place. At least I snagged a hubby!
4. The Gap: Yes, that's right. I took a job that paid $7/hour just to pay for mother's day out in Little Rock.
5. TAP Pharm: 1st pharma job, fantastic partners and manager, tnen I moved home and the opposite happened. BAD manager, 1 bad co-worker, and 1 good new friend. Yes Andrea, you are the friend, not bad co-worker.
6. Boehringer-Ingelheim Pharm: 6 months. Again, 1 really bad co-worker, and 1 very good friend.
7. PLATO: Best paying job I ever had. Most stressful and worst boss I have ever had. Add a new baby in the mix, and post Costa-Rica sales trip win, and I was outta there. Oh yeah - 1 more great co-worker.
8. InVentiv: Contract Pharma. Awesome job, awesome manager, awesome co-workers, and I did awesome too! Contracted was terminated and I hit the unemployment line.
9. Substitute teaching: Does this count as an actual job or babysitting? High school freshman are awful. But I do admit, there are some pretty great teachers still teaching at WHS.
10. Rio Grande Regional Hospital: 8-5 office hell, won't elaborate.
11. Innovex: Contract Pharma. Praying this gig lasts. I will admit schlepping around the Valley in the 100+ degree heat sucks the big one, but at least I get paid for it!
My only hope is that those who have worked with me know that I give my jobs (notice plural) 100%. I can never not work, as I have bad, expensive habits that don't allow for it. When my kids go to college and don't have to take out student loans, maybe they'll thank me one day. When Carter is speaking in full, complete sentences, hopefully one day he'll know that his therapy and schooling may have cost quite a bit, but was worth every sweaty penny I ever earned.
Monday, June 8, 2009
Do Things Every Slow Down?
I have come to realize that things never slow down when you have kids. Especially when you have two kids and a job. I am two weeks into summer vacation, and I am already exhausted. I did get a great birthday dinner with friends at South Padre Island and throw a super fun shower for a new, but great friend. See above pics for the highlights of my birthday fun!
I found out today that my son's favorite teacher at his daycare is leaving as of today. Her name is Edith. She is a very big-busted woman with very unreal blonde hair that my son adores. Most of you know he doesn't speak many words, but "Edith" is one he knows very well. I am sad for him, and I hope the new teacher bonds with my little man as well as Edith.
My new job has been a whirlwind of activity. A week away at training, thrown into the field with a non-working computer, no business cards, but a very welcome reception from some doctor's I had missed seeing over the last 4 months. That, I guess, makes it all worth it. That, and excellent, preferred coverage on Texas Medicaid. Got to love the Valley!
Alex has been away visiting her cousins in Hot Springs, Arkansas. Actually, my sister in law's home resembles a scaled down version of the Neverland Ranch sans Bubbles the chimp. Playground, huge swimming pool, trampoline, and a never ending supply of toys. It's really no wonder she doesn't call us, we have to call her. And when she does talk to us, it's basically a one-sided question barage from me or Chris. I wouldn't want to leave Amy's house either! Can I come and visit and layout by the pool all day, take free tennis lessons, have home-cooked meals, and sleep on Granny's deck overlooking the lake? Please? I won't back-talk, will say please and thank you, and I do very well at cleaning up after myself...
Well, we have no pool, we have a small house, our kids will most likely attend public school, and Chris and I both work more than we'd like. But, somehow, I know when my daughter is grown, she will know that her "home" was a good place to grow up, even in the crappy Rio Grande Valley.
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