|12:00 pm - World Traveller|
Why is travel so tiring? I've recently returned from the airport and
I'm just so tired from the entire trip. Maybe it's the fact I was up at
6:30 am this morning. That is a completely inhuman hour, in my opinion.
But I needed the time to take a nice relaxing shower (I wish I would
have had the time to just soak in the tub, though) and get ready. I
even had to iron my shirt and pants, as they were looking pretty sad
after the trip.
I think the interview went pretty well. But, then, I've thought all
my interviews so far have gone pretty well. This was on-site number
four for me. Number one has already sent me an offer, and numbers three
and four are the same company. Number three has informed me they're
working on an offer. Fifty percent is a pretty good clip, I think. But
since I'm only gonna take one, the number of offers isn't terribly
important. I just need to find the right job for me.
I don't think I've found it yet.
Numero Uno took us on a tour, and the amount of security really
made me feel weird. I felt like I was in a maximum security prision,
not a manufacturing plant/office building.
Number Two wasn't too bad, the security was limited to showing an ID
badge and having the guard buzz a single door for you. And they didn't
mind wandering visitors in the hallways. I think Number Two is the best
place, so far, but I don't know where they stand, or what type of work
I would do there.
Number Three is an interesting place: a building from when they had
lots more people, so right now everyone has a single office. The work
seems interesting enough, but it's a matter of what type of work I'll
be offered. This place is in the same geographic location as Number
One, so I'll get a good chance to compare salary offers.
Number Four has a lot of stuff going on that I just can't quite grasp.
There are interesting things, but they sound like they draft people for
projects quite a bit. I don't particularly like the idea of being
forced onto something I've never done before and have no interest in.
I'll probably face that anywhere, though.
If I had to pick now, and I could assume that the offers everywhere
were equal, Number Two would win. Mostly because I know the area, and
the other people made me feel very comfortable with the company. *sigh*
I have much thinking to do about this though.
Back on more mundane things: I love First Class travel. They serve drinks in real glasses! And they had Pepperidge Farms Milano
cookies. I like those! And I'm not exactly skinny, so the wider seat is
nice, too. I don't think I'm ever gonna be able to enjoy Coach ever
again. :-) Unless I'm sitting next to a particular person who keeps her
I'm far too tired from my trip. I'm probably missing a lot of
stuff that I want to write. *sigh* Hopefully I'll remember it for
tomorrow. Until then....