I got the call!
Well, I got the message on my cell phone, that is. Natalie from the St. Louis County Circuit Court left a message asking me to call her back and to me that means I've got the job. Because traditionally people don't ask you to call back after an interview just to tell you that the position is no longer available. They usually don't call at all or send you a form letter saying you're shit out of luck.
Which means that right now I'm scared as fuck. I do know that I must ask her two things when I call her tomorrow:
1) What my monthly salary would be.
2) If court employees, who are working for the state, receive a regular raise every year by 2-3% like federal employees.
If the answer to the first question is I'll get pay equal to what I'm making now and the answer to the second is a firm yes then I'm taking the job despite the fact it's located in the source of all satanic parking problems in St. Louis. Because it would mean I'm finally at a fucking job where I'm guaranteed to get some advancement whether it be in actual position or fucking money. The parking still kills me though. I have to ask one of my friends who is Metrolink oriented to help me out and take a field trip to the closest station to my house and then the court to find out how bad of a trek that would actually be every day. Any takers out there? Anyone? Anyone? Bueller? Hah.
In other local news, it's supposed to snow like crazy tonight/tomorrow. Which baffles me since today it was sunny and lovely and 70 degrees. The weather is a puzzling phenomena which I shall never understand and therefore I choose to hate it. Especially the concept of driving on Olive Blvd in a shitload of snow.
Well, I got the message on my cell phone, that is. Natalie from the St. Louis County Circuit Court left a message asking me to call her back and to me that means I've got the job. Because traditionally people don't ask you to call back after an interview just to tell you that the position is no longer available. They usually don't call at all or send you a form letter saying you're shit out of luck.
Which means that right now I'm scared as fuck. I do know that I must ask her two things when I call her tomorrow:
1) What my monthly salary would be.
2) If court employees, who are working for the state, receive a regular raise every year by 2-3% like federal employees.
If the answer to the first question is I'll get pay equal to what I'm making now and the answer to the second is a firm yes then I'm taking the job despite the fact it's located in the source of all satanic parking problems in St. Louis. Because it would mean I'm finally at a fucking job where I'm guaranteed to get some advancement whether it be in actual position or fucking money. The parking still kills me though. I have to ask one of my friends who is Metrolink oriented to help me out and take a field trip to the closest station to my house and then the court to find out how bad of a trek that would actually be every day. Any takers out there? Anyone? Anyone? Bueller? Hah.
In other local news, it's supposed to snow like crazy tonight/tomorrow. Which baffles me since today it was sunny and lovely and 70 degrees. The weather is a puzzling phenomena which I shall never understand and therefore I choose to hate it. Especially the concept of driving on Olive Blvd in a shitload of snow.
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break your metrolink cherryteach you about the metrolink. not sure what day this week we can do it.. but maybe next week?