Well, that really was most bizarre

Went in for my last day at work, mostly just to hand back my laptop and phone and stuff and it was very strange.  I had nothing to do, being my last day, so I just read the news and whathaveyou, chatted to a few people, went out for coffee, surfed so more.  And that took me to 10am.

I called my boss – that was fine, he’s a nice guy and I really like working with him.  I called a few other folks, most of them were out.

I got more of a farewell from the receptionist (who is lovely and like a lot of girls in that kind of role, really undervalued) than from my actual colleagues.

So in the end, it was just a couple of the guys for a pint at lunch and that was it.

As I said, bizarre.

Anyway, Monday, new job, I already feel welcome.  Can’t wait.

Tonight – awesome sunset.  But I didn’t have faith that it was going to real shine and stayed at home.  Bugger.  It would have been awesome down at Point Peron, on the beach with the rockpools.  Ah well – live and learn.

I did take a pic from the front garden tho

And now, I’m about to go get a bottle of wine to celebrate the end of one job and the start of the next.

Onwards and upwards, to insanity and beyooooonnnnnd.

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So, its been the few days I said I needed to wait – well, the thing I needed to wait for never came to pass, so I can spill.

I have a new job.

I know, its very cool.  I’ve been working for the same company for 2 1/2 years – they were the first place to give me a job when I moved to Australia from England – but what the company does and what I’m good at and what I want from my career differ and have been continuing to diverge over the course of last year.  So it was time to move.

I’m very picky about who I work for and I had several opportunities to choose from – I ended up picking a job with one of the big mining companies here in Perth, where I’ll be responsible for the technical part of a massive business process improvement project.  Exciting.

I start in less than 2 weeks – from comfort and working from home (like I am now and have been for most of the last 12 months) to working in the city every day on a massive project full of unknowns.  I can’t wait 🙂

It means I’ll be reading lots on the train too, so I’ll need some recommendations for books once my current 2 or 3 novels on the go are exhausted.  Feel free to chip in at anytime on that one.

So, I’m just winding down my old job at the moment, waiting for the final pay packet before I embark on the big new adventure – wish me luck 🙂

epic pee fail.

So, I had the mother of all opportunities land on my lap last week and I thought it was too good to pass up without a good look.

You’re wondering what the hell this has to do with pee?

I’ll get to that. It’s not weird or creepy.  Oh, well, a little, but not because of anything I did, I hasten to add.

I got wind of an awesome job opportunity, one that is just an order of magnitude more cool then where I work at the moment.  I should add, if you’re reading this, dear employer, that I’m not actually unhappy working for you at all, it’s just this other thing is cool.  Super cool.

Anyway, I haven’t actually got the job yet, so I’ll probably be back here in a few days blubbing and complaining.

You’re still wondering how the hell pee comes into this.

The first interview went very well, so well that that asked me back for the second and what should be final meeting.  I really want this job and I can do it too.  It’s going to be mind bendingly hard, but thats the point, my brain needs this.

As part of the pre-employment checks, I have to do a medical.  It’s company policy that everyone has a drug and alcohol test.

Hence the pee.

So I had to go this clinic (yeah, sounds well dodgy, and once the itch has gone, I’ll feel much better…) to give a witnessed sample.

WITNESSED.

I’m notoriously pee shy – yeah, I’m sure the world needs to know all this about me, but fuck it, I’ve come this far and gone through this trauma, so I’m doing to damn well spill, so to speak – I can never pee in front of anyone else, ever, it’s just one of those things.  And worse still, I really didn’t need to pee when I got there.  Could be the pressure, could be the thought that someone would be watching me. Could be a total lack of pee.

Anyway, the worst possible scenario – I have a nurse supervising me.

Clampdown.

She’s initially not that friendly either – maybe if you worked all day long supervising men peeing into pots, you’d be a little jaded and sour – who knows.

Ok, I’m exaggerating, she wasn’t Nurse Ratched, but she may as well have been.

I can’t pee.  Nothing.

So I go back and sit down and have a glass or 10 of water and wait.  And wait.  And wait some more.  It’s closing time, I’m beckoned over for another go.

Nothing.  I can feel like I could maybe go a little, but it’s not coming out.  Not ever, not even if Nurse Ratched had the lobotomy order right there in her hands.  She asks me if it’s her that’s making me uncomfortable – er, yeah, of course it is.  I let her down gently though.  I’m not sure she can take it.

So they offer me a gown and tell me I can pee unsupervised but I have to be only in my undercrackers and they have to check I’m not carrying anything.  Well, nothing that isn’t already attached, anyways.

So back in I go and..

nothing.

dammmmmmmit!  I close my eyes, jiggle, stare at the small fleck of peeling paint on the wall, all the time not thinking about anything.

And finally, I peed

Wooo!   It only took 90 minutes and abject humiliation and even after emptying the water cooler down my neck, I could only manage the bare minimum.

Anyways, they have to make a note of the fact that it was unsupervised and that could flag a warning to my potential new employers, but I’m hopeful that it wont as a) I won’t be operating heavy machinery and b) I’m so obviously not a drunk or a stoner that I hope this isn’t lost on them.   I don’t want to do that again.

Blood test next time please – thats easy, I don’t have shy veins, just the main one, which apparently, likes it’s privacy.

Back in the real world

Got back to Perth on the 3rd of Jan and it was bloody hot coming out of the airport, especially as I’d been in either air conditioned comfort or the freezing UK air for 3 days.

Was nice to get back home though and one of the first things I did was to skype the kids.

Poor Henry, being small, burst into tears when I spoke to him and wanted me to cuddle him (we’d being doing lots of that and I miss it too).  They’d had the remainder of their presents and were pretty happy.

The next day, Monday 4th I had to prep for an interview (sorry if any work people read this – its true, its not that I’m really unhappy with my job or company, it just pays to explore the market every now and again – if I get the new job, I’ll be over the moon as its a good opportunity, if I don’t, its a shame but I’ll carry on and continue to focus 100% on my current job – does that cover my arse enough?) which was a pain – it was a presentation on stuff that I don’t know anything about, so I had to put in 1/2 days work to get to grips with what I had to do.

The interview the next day went well I think, although I haven’t heard yet – its always hard to gauge what an interview panel really think –  I’ll let you all know what happens as soon as I know anything.

So, we’re almost upto date – back to work this week already although very little is happening at the moment as a lot of people are still away.  I have a big project to take part in this month, although I’m not sure what my active involvement as technical architect will actually be as this is going to be a hands on exercise, I’ll find out on Monday.

Well, thats a load of text without any pretty pictures..so, to remedy that..here’s some I took the other night 🙂

Its another beautiful day today, so I may pop out to get some photos this afternoon 🙂