It's Saturday and I'm thinking about a nap later today. I've got a bunch of things to do today. Mostly games and work, with one foray out to get my meds in the middle. I am going to be damned tired at 10pm tonight when I finish the second game.
Yesterday was not horribly busy. I did my thing, I called a lot of patients, cleaned the list up a bit from some STAT patients by virtue of making room. I like that spreadsheet. There's something so satisfying about removing a patient from it because you got them in. Less satisfying when you call with a great spot for them and here "oh, we already had it done at Advanced Radiology. I was going to call you." First, no you weren't. Second, enjoy your subpar MRI. And in the meantime, I have to be like "That's perfectly understandable, have a wonderful day."
I filled a couple of cardiac slots, and then I took a few calls. And then at about 2pm, A asked if I was working today. I admitted that I was, and she sent me a to-do list. So I probably won't be taking much in the way of calls today. At three, she went to her meeting with Peg, and I left to go to my interview. I dressed up nicely in black flats, heather gray dress pants, a vibrant emerald green wrap shirt and a black military style velvet jacket. I looked pretty good. Very sharp and dare I say a little cool. (The military jacket is magic, I tell you.)
The drive wasn't bad, just past the mall. Took me about 15 minutes. Then, I called for someone to come let me in and escort me where I needed to be. They hadn't given me a room #, just "second floor," So my escort and I wandered all over until a coworker took pity on us and let us know that it was actually on the third floor.
I sat and waited for a few minutes, and then they came and got me.
It was a panel interview, with managers from various depts, and they all had one or more questions for me. Most were your bog standard "tell me about a time..."
I gotta admit, with like 9 people, it felt a little bit intimidating. But I persevered.
It went really well. I brought up a few things that other candidates did not, like making official communication in writing, because documentation is important. At one point, cardiology stopped asking questions to tell me that I was a very good public speaker. I was clear, composed, had a pleasant voice and tone and he didn't have to ask me to rephrase or clarify things. Which was nice to hear. I mentioned that I am a DM in my spare time, so part of it is painting the picture clearly for the players.
It was a long ass interview. Probably went for about 50 minuntes. Most of the time, they're scheduled for that, but they usually last 30.
So now I wait to see if I can trigger a bidding war.
Yup, saying that is still surreal. I said to Jess, it's not that I don't know that I'm a good worker. I'm smart, curious, and regularly like to anticipate the companies needs and give that to them. I knew I was making a position for myself--I've done it every time. But every time I've done it, it's not been recognized. This is the first time someone has said "We appreciate this, and we'd like to reward you." And this interview was "We see what you are doing and we would like to see if you're a good fit for us." And that felt good.
It was tiring, but I'm glad I did it, whether they offer or not. I did surprise them, trying to get a feel for the office and team. I had intelligent questions planned, and I threw a little surprise in there, and asked for their employee engagement or GLINT score. I felt like that earned me a little more credibility, like I wanted to know what I was walking into. (It was 68. Radiology's is 82, and this is one of the cases where higher is better.) Honestly, knowing that the people are so unsatisfied, I don't know that I would have taken the job even if I didn't have another in my pocket--that's even lower than our campus-wide average, which I believe is 74. (Radiology is a special sunbeam.)
So, that's all good. We'll see if they offer, and what they'll offer and go from there.
After that, we played game, which was super fun.
Today, I shall play two games! And work. And make it to the pharmacy. It'll be a busy day. Tomorrow, more game, but only one, and it's DMed by![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
poisontaster . So that'll be a bit easier.
Mostly, I think I shall rest tomorrow. Maybe I'll cook? Maybe not. Though I do have a lovely head of cabbage, bacon and pork. That could be tasty, if I fry it up with some onions and garlic. I love sauteed cabbage. It's another vegetable that I've convinced Jess isn't so bad along with mashed turnips.
As of this morning, there is now 89 days until our big vacation. We're below 90! *muppet flail* It still doesn't feel real. I don't know when it will. Will it be when I pack? Will it be when the airport transport picks us up? When the plane takes off? Will it be when we land in Seattle? When we cross the Canadian border? Or will it not be until we're walking up the gangplank to the ship? I just don't have a clue. I know Disney felt real when we put our bags away and walked down to the lounge to watch the fireworks. You could see Cinderella's castle right across the lake, and then they played the firework music and it suddenly hit me that we had made it and I cried.
So I may have a delayed reaction. We'll have to wait and see. We have so many things coming up that I'm excited about. Plays and cruise and concerts. It's going to be a busy year. Our year of Yes.
Okay, time for me to go forth and get myself awake and ready for work. Everyone have the absolute best Saturday!
Yesterday was not horribly busy. I did my thing, I called a lot of patients, cleaned the list up a bit from some STAT patients by virtue of making room. I like that spreadsheet. There's something so satisfying about removing a patient from it because you got them in. Less satisfying when you call with a great spot for them and here "oh, we already had it done at Advanced Radiology. I was going to call you." First, no you weren't. Second, enjoy your subpar MRI. And in the meantime, I have to be like "That's perfectly understandable, have a wonderful day."
I filled a couple of cardiac slots, and then I took a few calls. And then at about 2pm, A asked if I was working today. I admitted that I was, and she sent me a to-do list. So I probably won't be taking much in the way of calls today. At three, she went to her meeting with Peg, and I left to go to my interview. I dressed up nicely in black flats, heather gray dress pants, a vibrant emerald green wrap shirt and a black military style velvet jacket. I looked pretty good. Very sharp and dare I say a little cool. (The military jacket is magic, I tell you.)
The drive wasn't bad, just past the mall. Took me about 15 minutes. Then, I called for someone to come let me in and escort me where I needed to be. They hadn't given me a room #, just "second floor," So my escort and I wandered all over until a coworker took pity on us and let us know that it was actually on the third floor.
I sat and waited for a few minutes, and then they came and got me.
It was a panel interview, with managers from various depts, and they all had one or more questions for me. Most were your bog standard "tell me about a time..."
I gotta admit, with like 9 people, it felt a little bit intimidating. But I persevered.
It went really well. I brought up a few things that other candidates did not, like making official communication in writing, because documentation is important. At one point, cardiology stopped asking questions to tell me that I was a very good public speaker. I was clear, composed, had a pleasant voice and tone and he didn't have to ask me to rephrase or clarify things. Which was nice to hear. I mentioned that I am a DM in my spare time, so part of it is painting the picture clearly for the players.
It was a long ass interview. Probably went for about 50 minuntes. Most of the time, they're scheduled for that, but they usually last 30.
So now I wait to see if I can trigger a bidding war.
Yup, saying that is still surreal. I said to Jess, it's not that I don't know that I'm a good worker. I'm smart, curious, and regularly like to anticipate the companies needs and give that to them. I knew I was making a position for myself--I've done it every time. But every time I've done it, it's not been recognized. This is the first time someone has said "We appreciate this, and we'd like to reward you." And this interview was "We see what you are doing and we would like to see if you're a good fit for us." And that felt good.
It was tiring, but I'm glad I did it, whether they offer or not. I did surprise them, trying to get a feel for the office and team. I had intelligent questions planned, and I threw a little surprise in there, and asked for their employee engagement or GLINT score. I felt like that earned me a little more credibility, like I wanted to know what I was walking into. (It was 68. Radiology's is 82, and this is one of the cases where higher is better.) Honestly, knowing that the people are so unsatisfied, I don't know that I would have taken the job even if I didn't have another in my pocket--that's even lower than our campus-wide average, which I believe is 74. (Radiology is a special sunbeam.)
So, that's all good. We'll see if they offer, and what they'll offer and go from there.
After that, we played game, which was super fun.
Today, I shall play two games! And work. And make it to the pharmacy. It'll be a busy day. Tomorrow, more game, but only one, and it's DMed by
poisontaster . So that'll be a bit easier. Mostly, I think I shall rest tomorrow. Maybe I'll cook? Maybe not. Though I do have a lovely head of cabbage, bacon and pork. That could be tasty, if I fry it up with some onions and garlic. I love sauteed cabbage. It's another vegetable that I've convinced Jess isn't so bad along with mashed turnips.
As of this morning, there is now 89 days until our big vacation. We're below 90! *muppet flail* It still doesn't feel real. I don't know when it will. Will it be when I pack? Will it be when the airport transport picks us up? When the plane takes off? Will it be when we land in Seattle? When we cross the Canadian border? Or will it not be until we're walking up the gangplank to the ship? I just don't have a clue. I know Disney felt real when we put our bags away and walked down to the lounge to watch the fireworks. You could see Cinderella's castle right across the lake, and then they played the firework music and it suddenly hit me that we had made it and I cried.
So I may have a delayed reaction. We'll have to wait and see. We have so many things coming up that I'm excited about. Plays and cruise and concerts. It's going to be a busy year. Our year of Yes.
Okay, time for me to go forth and get myself awake and ready for work. Everyone have the absolute best Saturday!
